Enough Is The Stuff That Today Is Made Of...

 When confronted with gloomy forecasts for the future,

what should we do?!

We are not made to carry Maybe’s cares

Waiting to undo its When

Enough is the stuff that today is made of

Let’s leave tomorrow till then

Enough is the trouble today seems to find

Without adding extra stress

Let’s concentrate on what can no longer wait

Today’s almost-happiness

We are not made to bear fear's promenade

Down streets our feet cannot reach

But through prayer-shaped hope we'll be able to cope

With what today has to teach

© Janet Martin

 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, 

for tomorrow will worry about itself.

 Each day has enough trouble of its own.

Matt.6:34

Lyrics for this hymn...

Dark and stormy is the desert, 

Through which pilgrims make their way; 

Yet beyond this vale of sorrows 

Lie the fields of endless day.

 O, young soldier, are you weary 

Of the roughness of the way? 

Does your strength begin to fail you, 

And your vigor to decay? 

Jesus, Jesus, will go with you, 

He will lead you to his throne; 

He whose thunder shakes creation,

 He who bids the planets roll.

 'Round him are ten thousand angels, 

Ready to obey command; 

They'll all be there to hover round you, 

Till you reach the heavenly land.

There, on flowery hills of pleasure, 

Lie the fields of endless rest,

 Love, and joy, and peace forever, 

Reign and triumph in your breast.