The clock doth tick
The minutes they pass
And then an hour
Is gone from view
Never more to see
Never more to claim
For each moment you have
Is a moment for you.
The clock doth tick
The chimes are heard
And with the passing
History is made
You may not see it
You may not know
For with each day
There's a moment for you.
So make each day
The best that you can
Take hold of the moment
And make it your own
For only you can
With Him holding your hand
Can take each day
And make it grand.
