Each day I'll do a golden deed by helping those who are in need.
My life on earth is but a span, and so I'll do the best I can.
Life's evening sun is sinking low, a few more days and I must go.
To meet the deeds that I have done, where there will be no setting sun.
To be a child of God each day, my life must shine along the way.
I'll sing His praise while the ages roll, and strive to help some troubled soul.
While going down life's weary road I'll try to lift some traveler's load.
I'll try to turn the night to day, make flowers bloom along the way.
The only life that will endure is one that's kind and good an pure.
And so for God, I'll take my stand, each day I'll lend a helping hand.