Sweet To-day

1I cease to sing of sweet tomorrow,
With selfish thought to be away;
There is a holier balm for sorrow,
I find in Christ a sweet today.

RefrainA risen Christ, a living Saviour,
Not in the tomb where once He lay.
Whene'er I tell His loving favor,
Sweet by and by is ev'ry day.

2I am so happy when I'm telling How great His pow'r, how great His love;
Were there no praise where God is dwelling,
It would be pain to live above.

3If but to gain a home in glory The Saviour trod this earth alone,
There ne'er had been a gospel story,
He ne'er had left His royal throne.

4His love is life,
His love is heaven,
Eternal life, eternal bliss;
Accept it freely, be forgiven,
And taste the future world in this.