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The Contented Man

 "How good God is to me," he said;
"For have I not a mansion tall,
With trees and lawns of velvet tread,
And happy helpers at my call?
With beauty is my life abrim,
With tranquil hours and dreams apart;
You wonder that I yield to Him
That best of prayers, a grateful heart?"

"How good God is to me," he said;
"For look! though gone is all my wealth,
How sweet it is to earn one's bread
With brawny arms and brimming health.
Oh, now I know the joy of strife! To sleep so sound, to wake so fit.
Ah yes, how glorious is life! I thank Him for each day of it.
" "How good God is to me," he said; "Though health and wealth are gone, it's true; Things might be worse, I might be dead, And here I'm living, laughing too.
Serene beneath the evening sky I wait, and every man's my friend; God's most contented man am I .
He keeps me smiling to the End.

by Robert William Service
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