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<h2> Comfort </h2>
<p>Say! You've struck a heap of trouble —<br/>
Bust in business, lost your wife;<br/>
No one cares a cent about you,<br/>
You don't care a cent for life;<br/>
Hard luck has of hope bereft you,<br/>
Health is failing, wish you'd die —<br/>
Why, you've still the sunshine left you<br/>
And the big, blue sky.<br/>
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Sky so blue it makes you wonder<br/>
If it's heaven shining through;<br/>
Earth so smiling 'way out yonder,<br/>
Sun so bright it dazzles you;<br/>
Birds a-singing, flowers a-flinging<br/>
All their fragrance on the breeze;<br/>
Dancing shadows, green, still meadows —<br/>
Don't you mope, you've still got these.<br/>
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These, and none can take them from you;<br/>
These, and none can weigh their worth.<br/>
What! you're tired and broke and beaten? —<br/>
Why, you're rich — you've got the earth!<br/>
Yes, if you're a tramp in tatters,<br/>
While the blue sky bends above<br/>
You've got nearly all that matters —<br/>
You've got God, and God is love.<br/></p>
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