Days
don’t seem a bit too long,
Ain’t afeard o’ night;
Let
ol’ trouble come along
We
will meet him with a song
When the heart is right.
Plenty
for our hands to do,
Ain’t
no time for feelin’ blue
When the heart is right.
We’re
awake at break o’ day
Ready for the fight;
Ready
for the labor fray,
Good
day’s work for good day’s pay,
When the heart is right.
Labor
is a joy supreme
Part
of Lord’s intended scheme
When the heart is right.
There’s
a chance to lend a hand
Chances infinite,
To
the one who cannot stand
As
master hand hath planned
When the heart is right.
Life
is runnin’ free an’ fine,
And
the passage is divine,
When the heart is right.
June 22, ‘10
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