When things go wrong
As they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging
Seems all uphill,

When the funds are low,
And debts are high,
And you want to smile
But you have to sigh,

When care is pressing you
Down a bit—
Rest if you must,
But don’t you quit.

Life is queer
With its twist and turns
As everyone of us
Sometimes learns;

And many a persons turns about
When they might have won
Had they stuck it out.
Don’t give up—

Though the peace seems slow
You may succeed with another blow.
Speak gently, kindly, to the poor,
Let no harsh tones be heard:

They have enough they must endure,
Without an unkind word.

Speak gently to the erring; know
They may have toiled in vain;
Perchance unkindness made then so:
Oh, win them back again.

Speak gently: He who gave his life
To bend man’s stubborn will,
When elements were in fierce strife,
Said to them, “Peace, be still!”

Speak gently: It’s a little thing
Dropped in the heart’s deep well;
The good the joy, which it may bring
Eternity shall tell.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace,

I love thee to the level of every day’s
Most quite need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turned from Praise.

I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old grief’s, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, – I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life! – And if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

The world is like a mirror
Reflecting back to you
Whatever you have given it,
Whatever is your view…

So if your thoughts are happy
And a smile is in your face,
You’ll find the world is beautiful,
A warm and happy lace…

So always keep your spirits up
And hope for what is best,
Look for the good in everyone
And see what’s happiest…

For when there’s sunshine in your heart
And faith in you’ll do,
That world can’t help returning
That sunny joy to you.

Faith brightens our lives
In a magical way
Bringing quiet and peace
To a troubled day.

Faith is believing
That after the rain
Birds will be singing
In sunshine again.

Faith let us know
That the darkness of night
Is followed each morning
By dawn’s glowing light.

So if you should feel
That you’re troubled by strife
Remember that faith
Is the best way of life.

Often the struggle has given up
When he might have captured
The victor’s cup;
And he learned to late

When the night came down,
How close he was
To the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out—

The silver tints of the clouds of doubt;
And you never can tell
How close you are
It may be near when it seems afar.

So stick to the fight
When you’re hardest hit—
It’s when things are really worst
That you must not quit!

If the heart is the place
Where love comes from,
Then, where does it go
When it dies?
Back to the heart where
It came from? Or
Turn into tears in the eyes?

But even if one knew
The answer
What would one
Possibly gain/
Would the knowledge of
Where love has gone through,
Ease the heartaches, the sorrow,
And the pain?

Why is it one cannot
Quite realize
What a blessing this
True love can be.
Must one lost love
To know the priceless?
Must one be blind before
One can see?

Ah! Where does love go
When it leaves us?
This question will
Always remain,
For we will never know
The answer…
Until we find love
Once again!