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THANK GOD FOR ALL.
Beside yon oak a rustic roof appears,
A cottage garden leads unto the door,
A few wild plants the lowly casement cheers,
And all around looks neat, though all is poor.
There Philip dwells, and takes a neighbour's part,
Though little be the means his help to test;
Yet still, though poor, he says, with grateful heart,
'Tis well to labour,—and that God knows best!
A cottage garden leads unto the door,
A few wild plants the lowly casement cheers,
And all around looks neat, though all is poor.
There Philip dwells, and takes a neighbour's part,
Though little be the means his help to test;
Yet still, though poor, he says, with grateful heart,
'Tis well to labour,—and that God knows best!
The hare flits by him with her dewy feet,
As blithe of heart he quits his cottage gate;
The golden village lane with dawn is sweet,
And Philip feels content, though low his state;
For labour unto him can joy impart,
'Tis independence to his honest breast;
And still, though poor, he says, with grateful heart,
'Tis well to labour,—and that God knows best!
As blithe of heart he quits his cottage gate;
The golden village lane with dawn is sweet,
And Philip feels content, though low his state;
For labour unto him can joy impart,
'Tis independence to his honest breast;
And still, though poor, he says, with grateful heart,
'Tis well to labour,—and that God knows best!
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His wife beside the door waits his return,
His children's voices meet him half the way,
And while the sun within the west doth burn,
And bird and brook sing sweet the close of day,
Philip forgets his toil, his chair to find,
By little arms and little lips caress'd;
And gazing round, exclaims, with grateful mind,
Thank God for all,—thank God, who knoweth best!
His children's voices meet him half the way,
And while the sun within the west doth burn,
And bird and brook sing sweet the close of day,
Philip forgets his toil, his chair to find,
By little arms and little lips caress'd;
And gazing round, exclaims, with grateful mind,
Thank God for all,—thank God, who knoweth best!
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