
The Cheery Heart.
Though you haven't Gold or Silver,
Though you've neither lands nor name.
Never dream you are not wanted,
You are needed, just the same.
In this world of change and sorrow,
You may take the valiant part,
And the world will love and bless you,
If you have a cheery heart.
God forget you? Never, never,
He will keep you to the end.
If he send a sudden tempest,
Still his rainbow he will send.
Trust in heaven and make earth brighten,
For the trust and let no dart,
Of a transient pain bereave you,
Of God's gift, The Cheery Heart.
By Eayth, 1917

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