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Gladness | ||
| You won't hear a bird complain If she's caught in morning rain. She still sings with all her heart, Willing to her joy impart. May we well her lesson learn, Showing gladness in our turn. Though the skies be dark and gray We can chase the clouds away. Let us all our voices raise In a psalm of constant praise. God will never let us down, So we have no cause to frown. | ||
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