Shut-in songs . n we read of the achievements of the great men of the times,Whose names and deeds are known to all in near and distant climes,Our failures to contribute something, be it eer so small,Bring discouragement and worry, and. cause our struggling hopes to , its then we need a helper, for when once we start to is easier to travel down than up lifes rugged a good thing to take with us as we travel oer lifes spanIs this one determination, to do the best we can. When God above created all us mortals here was His wish in certain things that some of us be
Shut-in songs . n we read of the achievements of the great men of the times,Whose names and deeds are known to all in near and distant climes,Our failures to contribute something, be it eer so small,Bring discouragement and worry, and. cause our struggling hopes to , its then we need a helper, for when once we start to is easier to travel down than up lifes rugged a good thing to take with us as we travel oer lifes spanIs this one determination, to do the best we can. When God above created all us mortals here was His wish in certain things that some of us be all the men upon the earth were great and none were smallThere would be none to walk along the narrow paths at if our lot in life be low, our hearts may still be we may do with right good will the things we have to let our hearts be strong and clean, and fol-low out this plan:To do the things we know are right—to do the best we can. $ $ . ^ ^ ^ ^^ <^ <^ <^ ^^ag yg -44—. $ I % The man who idly sits and whinos because his chance is poor,And waits for opportunity to knock upon his door,Is sure Lo overlook the chance if it should come alon^;In everythint? he undertakes theres always something wronji^.Towards the striving man is held the hand of men who do the best they can are doing pretty , brothers! Leave behind the shirking whiners clan!And lets resolve to start today to do the best we can. Blue Sunday. To a soda fount one afternoon,In a town where there was no saloon,Went a man for a drink-Gave the druggist a winked at him often and soon. His bearing suggested but bliss,And at first there seemed nothing amiss;But when homeward he wentHe was limber and bent,A he .^ were n g^ that rt Hke d ^ tracks = this. ^ £^T <^ ^ <^ **^ J^jS —45— K ^SFi :^SFi :^ a^ ^^ SHUT-IN SONGS Look Up! Lift Up! Within the grand old Holy Book Are many lessons, fraughtWith powr divine, if we but look. In words of pre
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