Oh, the worlds a curious compound, with its honey and its gall, With its cares and bitter crosses, but a good world after all. An a good God must have made itleastways, that is what I say, When a hand is on my shoulder in a friendly sort oway.
Oh, the worlds a curious compound, with its honey and its gall, With its cares and bitter crosses, but a good world after all. An a good God must have made itleastways, that is what I say, When a hand is on my shoulder in a friendly sort oway.
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