There is a happy land, Far, far away, Where Saints in glory stand, Bright, bright as day.
There is a happy land, Far, far away, Where Saints in glory stand, Bright, bright as day.
We say those who suffered here ... your suffering is not in vain. We assure you that we, the children of the world, will learn new lessons. We will define the future, not hatred, not bitterness, not alienation. But joy (and) happiness.
For me, happiness came from prayer to a kindly God, faith in a kindly God, love for my fellow man, and doing the very best I could every day of my life. I had looked for happiness in fast living, but it was not there. I tried to find it in money, but it was not there, either. But when I placed myself in tune with what I believe to be fundamental truths of life, when I began to develop my limited ability, to rid my mind of all kinds of tangled thoughts, and fill it with zeal and courage and love, when I gave myself a chance by treating myself decently and sensibly I began to feel the stimulating, warm glow of happiness, and life for me began to flow like a stream between smooth banks.
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