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RIGHT AND WRONG
Listen! listen, how the birds are singing,
Little children dear!
Through the morning air their joy is ringing;
See the bluebird to the elm-twig clinging!
All his sweetest songs abroad he's flinging!
Beautiful and clear.
Little children dear!
Through the morning air their joy is ringing;
See the bluebird to the elm-twig clinging!
All his sweetest songs abroad he's flinging!
Beautiful and clear.
Look! oh, look, how fast the flowers are growing,
Every child to please!
Violets soon their blue eyes will be showing,
Dandelions' golden stars be glowing,
Clouds of fragrant, rosy blossoms snowing
From the apple-trees.
Every child to please!
Violets soon their blue eyes will be showing,
Dandelions' golden stars be glowing,
Clouds of fragrant, rosy blossoms snowing
From the apple-trees.
What can mar this happiness of ours?
Little children, say!
What can steal the color from the flowers,
Dull their scent and chill the summer showers,
Spoil the bird's note, rob the golden hours,
Dim the radiant day?
Little children, say!
What can steal the color from the flowers,
Dull their scent and chill the summer showers,
Spoil the bird's note, rob the golden hours,
Dim the radiant day?
Right and wrong are in the world before us;
Wrong alone can harm.
Wrong can darken all the bright sky o'er us,
Break with discords harsh the birds' sweet chorus;
Right alone to perfect joy restore us,
Sheltered in God's arm.
Wrong alone can harm.
Wrong can darken all the bright sky o'er us,
Break with discords harsh the birds' sweet chorus;
Right alone to perfect joy restore us,
Sheltered in God's arm.
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