Every joy is gain, and gain is gain, however small.
Every joy is gain, and gain is gain, however small.
How good is man's life, the mere living! How fit to employ all the heart and the soul and the senses forever in joy!
Sing, riding 's a joy For me I ride.
For life, with all it yields of joy and woe, And hope and fear (believe the aged friend), Is just our chance o' the prize of learning love, How love might be, hath been indeed, and is.
Life's inadequate to joy,
As the soul sees joy, tempting life to take.
The ultimate, angels' law, Indulging every instinct of the soul There where law, life, joy, impulse are one thing.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories