  Don't you worry at stupidity! It may be trying some Just to keep your patience present when the dullard pounds the drum, And the discord of his rumpus fills the palace of your soul With a horrid inclination that you hardly can control; But the world keeps making music, and as on the ages fly It will learn the angel chorus, and will sing it bye and bye! Don't you worry at the darkness! It may seem a little thick As through life's entangled thickets you your pathways try to pick, And the struggle for advancement seems so bitter as you roam Through these vagrant ways of wonder to the beacon-lights of home; Over yonder shines God's lantern! And the shadows all shall die, In the glories of the sunshine when we reach the bye and bye! Don't you worry at the winter! When the snow is all about; It may seem a time of trouble for the blossoms peeping out, Bring a set-back to the roses and the lilies have the chills; But the world is rolling onward! and the spring is drawing nigh, When the birds will spill their music through the blossoms bye and bye! There's no need to get impatient! All the tangled ways will cease, All the outer darkness vanish, all the battles end in peace; All the griefs that vex and hurt us, all the ills that worry so, Shall forsake the roads we wander and the weary paths we go! Up and on the world forever! Up and on to meet the sky, And the Good shall slay the Evil in the blessed bye and bye! |
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