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Wonder

 For failure I was well equipped
 And should have come to grief,
By atavism grimly gripped,
 A fool beyond belief.
But lo! the Lord was good to me, And with a heart to sing, He gave me to a rare degree The Gift of Wondering.
I could not play a stalwart part My shoddy soul to save, And should have gone with broken heart A begger to the grave; But praise to my anointed sight As wandering I went, I sang of living with delight In terms of Wonderment.
Aye, starry-eyed did I rejoice With marvel of a child, And there were those who heard my voice Although my words were wild: So as I go my wistful way, With worship let me sing, A treasure to my farewell day God's Gift of Wondering.

by Robert William Service
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