Each day I'll do a golden deed, By helping those who are in need; My life on earth is but a span, And so I'll do the best I can. Life's evening sun is sinking low, A few more days, and I must go To meet the deeds that I have done, Where there will be no setting sun. To be a child of God each day, My light must shine along the way; I'll sing His praise while ages roll, And strive to help some troubled soul. Life's evening sun is sinking low, A few more days, and I must go To meet the deeds that I have done, Where there will be no setting sun. The only life that will endure, Is one that's kind and good and pure; And so for God I'll take my stand, Each day I'll lend a helping hand. Life's evening sun is sinking low, A few more days, and I must go To meet the deeds that I have done, Where there will be no setting sun. I'll help someone in time of need, And journey on with rapid speed; I'll help the sick and poor and weak, And words of kindness to them speak. Life's evening sun is sinking low, A few more days, and I must go To meet the deeds that I have done, Where there will be no setting sun. Life's evening sun is sinking low, A few more days, and I must go To meet the deeds that I have done, Where there will be no setting sun. Where there will be no setting sun.