Fellowship Hall

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 light must shine along the way;  I'll sing His praise while ages roll, And strive to help some troubled soul.

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.

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.

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.

I'll help someone 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.

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.

While going down life's weary road, I'll try to life some traveler's load; I'll try to turn the night to day, Make flowers bloom along the way.

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.