Oft at the close of the busy day,
When I see its duties all complete,
I love to turn from its cares aside,
And rest a while at the Master's feet.
I love to remember He is my God;
Not a far-off name full of awe and fear,
But a living presence that fills my heart,
And a powerful friend that is ever near.
I love to remember the tender care
That has planned each step that my feet have trod,
Out of the darkness of error's night,
Into the light of the sons of God.
'Tis sweet to remember I am His child,
In His image and likeness, pure and free;
Not created to suffer, and sin, and die,
But to live and rejoice through eternity.
I know if I fill my thought with Truth
There will be no room for doubt and fear.
If I faithfully do my part each day,
I am helping to bring His Kingdom near.
Then with humble thanks for the lessons learned,
So needful and helpful, every one,
I can take up, with courage, my work again,
And know all is well, when God's will is done.
