I marred a day, a shining day,
(God lent it clean and bright);
I sent it lusterless away,
I dimmed its gracious light;
And God I know was sorrowing
For that poor soiled and tarnished thing.
In everlasting tenderness
Another day of light
God sent; each hour I strove to bless,
I kept it clean and bright;
And God was glad—it shone away
The meanness of my other day.
