If we sit down at set of sun...

If we sit down at set of sunAnd count the things that we have done,And counting findOne self-denying act, one wordThat eased the heart of him who heard,One glance most kind,That fell like sunshine where it went,Then we may count the day well spent.

But if through all the livelong dayWe've nothing done that we can traceIf through it allWe've nothing done that we can traceThat brought the sunshine to a face,No act most smallThat helped some soul and nothing cost,Then count that day as worse than lost.

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AMONG THE CHURCHES
June 19, 1909
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