Not a Wasted Moment

1Not 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.

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

2Not 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.

3Not 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.