| SING YOU A SONG Sing you a song in the garden of life, If only you gather a thistle; Sing you a song as you travel along, And if you can�t sing, why just whistle! ---------------------- WORRIES AT EIGHTY He was eighty years of age that day; He had lived the allotted span; He had carried burdens hard to bear; He was every inch a man; �Twas on his birthday that he said Of worries great and small: �The things that never happened Were the biggest of them all.� --------------------- TROUBLES I wrote down my troubles every day, And after a few short years, When I thought of the heartaches passed away, I read them with smiles, not tears. ------------------ OUR CHRISTMAS PRESENTS When we give to eachother our Christmas presents, Let us give them in His name. Let us remember that He has given us The sun and the moon and the stars, The earth with it�s forests and mountains And oceans and all that lives and moves upon them. He has given us all green things and everything that blooms And bears fruit - and all that we quarrel about And all that we have misused. And to save us from our own foolishness and from all our sins, He came down to Earth and gave Himself. ---------------------- FRIENDSHIP Friendship needs no symbol, Or vow to make it whole; It�s just a sacred covenant That�s locked within the soul; It knows no creed or station, Or thought of gain or fame, For what it does is sacred, And is done in Friendship�s name. ---------------------- THE SALUTATION OF THE DAWN Listen to the salutation of the dawn. Look to this day. For it is life, the very life of life; In its brief course lie all the realities And varieties of your existence; This bliss of growth, The glory of action, The splendor of beauty, For yesterday is but a dream And tomorrow but a vision; But today well-lived makes every yesterday A dream of happiness, And every tomorrow a vision of hope. Look well, therefor, to this day. Such is the salutation of the dawn. ------------------- GIVE ME A FRIEND Give me a friend and I�ll worry along; My vision may vanish, my dream may go wrong; My wealth I may lose, or my money may spend; But I�ll worry along, if you give me a friend. Give me a friend, and my youth may depart But still I�ll be young in the house of my heart, Yes, I�ll go laughing right on to the end Whatever the years, if you give me a friend. ---------------------- What made us friends in the long ago When first we met?? Well I think I know; The best in me and the best in you Hailed eachother because they knew That always and always since time began Our being friends was part of God�s plan. |
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