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Doing Good
Let me do good and never know
To whom my life a blessing brings;
E'en as a lighthouse freely flings
O'er the dark waves a steady glow,
Guiding the ships, which to and fro
Flit by unseen with their white wings:
Let me do good and never know
To whom my life a blessing brings.
To whom my life a blessing brings;
E'en as a lighthouse freely flings
O'er the dark waves a steady glow,
Guiding the ships, which to and fro
Flit by unseen with their white wings:
Let me do good and never know
To whom my life a blessing brings.
As thïrsty travellers come and go
Where some fresh mossy fountain springs;
It cools their lips, and sweetly sings,
And glides away with heedless flow:
Let me do good and never know
To whom my life a blessing brings.
Where some fresh mossy fountain springs;
It cools their lips, and sweetly sings,
And glides away with heedless flow:
Let me do good and never know
To whom my life a blessing brings.
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