Poems (Coolidge)/The Daily Round
THE DAILY ROUND
The daily round of common care
Need never common be,
If sanctified by earnest prayer
And lived, O God, for thee.
Need never common be,
If sanctified by earnest prayer
And lived, O God, for thee.
The daily round a field may be
Where wheat or tares we sow;
If fed by dews from heaven above.
None but the wheat need grow.
Where wheat or tares we sow;
If fed by dews from heaven above.
None but the wheat need grow.
The daily round, a battle-plain
Where we may lose or win;
More deadly than the foes without
Are those who wage within.
Where we may lose or win;
More deadly than the foes without
Are those who wage within.
The daily round a ladder is;
To mount it strength is given;
For those who neither faint nor fall
The topmost rung is heaven.
To mount it strength is given;
For those who neither faint nor fall
The topmost rung is heaven.