When Day is Done

This day so full of promise
Has slowly slipped away,
Like dying coals upon the fire
Where logs of oak once lay.

Some victories, some losses,
With work yet to be done –
People who will need me
Struggles to be won.

So I kneel beside my bed
To thank God for this day,
I ask for nothing but His grace
That love might light my way.

Gone forever is this day,
Content I’ve done my best.
I hand it over now to God
And seek His peaceful rest.

~Richard E. Rybolt

“I will lie down and sleep in peace,
for you alone, O Lord,
make me dwell in safety.”
Psalms 4:8 NIV