Hope At Last
If the world wanders,
and the oceans dry,
If the skies should cease
and the flowers fade;
if the bird don’t sing
we need not wail,
but steer and sail,
for we won’t fail,
but still prevail,
if we trust
not in dust,
we won’t rust,
what we
need is
hope
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