#240Not a Wasted Moment

Words: F. E. B.
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Not a wasted moment in the morning fair, Not an idle thought in the stranger's prayer; Where the home is cheerless and the heart is bare, Where the children gather at the voice of prayer.
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Not a useless spirit among the lost, Not a vain or fruitless prayer; Not a Christ rejected, not a soul wave-tossed, With my Saviour I must live then there.
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Not a wasted moment all the way, Not a passing hour forgotten; Where the weak are weary through the field of strife, Where the loving heart keeps bright moments all the way.
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Chorus

Gathering golden sheaves for the Master, Sowing life and hope not they flow! Sowing life and hope not they flow!