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Should we pause to consider the heart.
And fathom the depth of its grief,
No power could keep us apart.
Though the parting were never so brief.
And fathom the depth of its grief,
No power could keep us apart.
Though the parting were never so brief.
It is ours to bask if we will
Within the bright sunlight of truth;
To sip of the cup which we fill
In the fair, sweet morning of youth.
And our friends, they are ever our own
To comfort, to cherish, sustain;
Though often the care is unknown,
'Tis enough if we banish the pain.
Within the bright sunlight of truth;
To sip of the cup which we fill
In the fair, sweet morning of youth.
And our friends, they are ever our own
To comfort, to cherish, sustain;
Though often the care is unknown,
'Tis enough if we banish the pain.
Enough, when we give of our best,
A brother is cheered on his way;
Enough, if the weary may rest
'Mid the fervid heat of the day.
'T is enough if the burden we bear
But eases the load of a friend:
Enough, if the burden we share,
We are worthy to share to the end.
A brother is cheered on his way;
Enough, if the weary may rest
'Mid the fervid heat of the day.
'T is enough if the burden we bear
But eases the load of a friend:
Enough, if the burden we share,
We are worthy to share to the end.
