Poems (Coolidge)/A Sweet Song
A SWEET SONG
By thinking of others through all the day long,
A workaday life we may turn into song,
Whose rhythm hath power the pulses to thrill,
With love to the Father our brethren instil.
A workaday life we may turn into song,
Whose rhythm hath power the pulses to thrill,
With love to the Father our brethren instil.
By saying kind words 'tis a song of good cheer,
The weary may list till he drieth the tear.
His hope live anew in its gladsome refrain,
While a courage newborn will banish the pain.
The weary may list till he drieth the tear.
His hope live anew in its gladsome refrain,
While a courage newborn will banish the pain.
By doing for others the melody swells;
The music of heaven it, joyous, foretells;
For burthens grow light and the faith true and strong
Whenever one hearkens to such a sweet song.
The music of heaven it, joyous, foretells;
For burthens grow light and the faith true and strong
Whenever one hearkens to such a sweet song.