1
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
Refrain
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.
2
To be a child of God each day,My light must shine along the way;
I'll sing His praise while ages roll
And strive to help some troubled soul,
3
The only life that will endure,Is one that's kind and good and pure;
And so for God I'll take my stand,
Each day I'll lend a helping hand,
4
I'll help some one in time of need,And journey on with rapid speed;
I'll help the sick and poor and weak,
And words of kindness to them speak,