Do The Next Thing

From an old English parsonage 

    down by the sea 

There came in the twilight 

    a message to me; 

Its quaint Saxon legend, 

    deeply engraven, 

Hath, it seems to me, 

    teaching from Heaven. 

And on through the hours 

    the quiet words ring

Like a low inspiration, 

    "Do The Next Thing." 

Many a questioning, 

    many a fear, 

Many a doubt, 

    hath its quieting here. 

Moment by moment, 

    let down from Heaven, 

Time, opportunity, 

    guidance, are given. 

Fear not tomorrows, 

    child of the King, 

Trust them with Jesus, 

    Do The Next Thing. 

Do it immediately, 

    do it with prayer; 

Do it reliantly, 

    casting all care; 

Do it with reverence, 

    tracing His hand 

Who placed it before thee 

    with earnest command. 

Stayed on Omnipotence, 

    safe 'neath His wing, 

Leave all resultings, 

    Do The Next Thing. 

Looking to Jesus, 

    ever serener, 

Working or suffering, 

    be thy demeanor; 

In His dear presence, 

    the rest of His calm, 

The light of His countenance 

    be thy psalm, 

Strong in His faithfulness, 

    praise and sing. 

Then, as He beckons thee, 

    Do The Next Thing. 

                                           - Author Unknown