The Collected Songs of Charles Mackay With Illustrations by John Gilbert |
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I LAY IN SORROW, DEEP DISTRESS'D. |
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I LAY IN SORROW, DEEP DISTRESS'D.
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I lay in sorrow, deep distress'd:My grief a proud man heard;
His looks were cold, he gave me gold,
But not a kindly word.
My sorrow pass'd,—I paid him back
The gold he gave to me;
Then stood erect and spoke my thanks,
And bless'd his Charity.
II
I lay in want, in grief and pain:A poor man pass'd my way;
He bound my head, he gave me bread,
He watch'd me night and day.
How shall I pay him back again,
For all he did to me?
Oh, gold is great, but greater far
Is heavenly Sympathy!
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