DAY BY DAY written in 1865
Even during the toughest times in or life, God is with us. Carolina Sandell Berg understood this truth personally.
Because Carolina – or Lina, as she liked to be called – was never strong as a child, she spent much time with her father – a Lutheran pastor – in his study rather than playing outside. She grew very close to her father. When she was 26-years-old, she went with her father on a voyage across a Swedish lake to Goteberg, Sweden. As they stood together on deck, the boat lurched… and her father fell overboard. The crew tried to save him, but they couldn’t. He died as Carolina looked on.
At the loss of her earthly father, Carolina grew even closer to her Heavenly Father. She learned even more that – even during times of great loss – God’s comforting presence is near. At times she wondered how she could make it through the next week or month, but day by day the Lord gave her the strength she needed.
She would become Sweden’s most celebrated author of Gospel hymns, and wrote so many that she is often called “the Fanny Crosby of Sweden.”
Lina had written hymns before, but now she poured out her broken heart in an endless stream of beautiful songs. Her hymns mightily influenced the revival that swept across Scandinavia after l850.
Read this hymn, and – today – make this a “day by day”.
Day by day and with each passing moment, strength I find to meet my trials here;
trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment, I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.
He whose heart is kind beyond all measure gives unto each day what He deems best–
lovingly, it’s part of pain and pleasure, mingling toil with peace and rest.
Ev’ry day the Lord Himself is near me with a special mercy for each hour;
all my cares He fain would bear, and cheer me, He whose name is Counselor and Pow’r.
The protection of His child and treasure is a charge that on Himself He laid;
“As thy days, thy strength shall be in measure,” this the pledge to me He made.
Help me then in ev’ry tribulation so to trust Thy promises, O Lord,
that I lose not faith’s sweet consolation offered me within Thy holy Word.
Help me, Lord, when toil and trouble meeting, e’er to take, as from a father’s hand,
one by one, the days, the moments fleeting, till I reach the promised land.