HAPPY FOLKS

 

HAPPY FOLKS

In the world of trouble, strife and woe

Where there is sighing and misery wherever you go.

This thought, no doubt has come to your mind.

Can there be happy folks in a world of this kind.

There is such a people, you’ll be glad to know,

You will meet each day, wherever you go

What do you suppose makes these people glad

While others are mourning and feeling so sad?

They have a glad message of comfort to bring,

They receive such a message from Jehovah their King.

With joy in their hearts, on their lips a glad song

They waste not a moment, but hurry along.

With a bag in their hand, they walk down the street

Looking like other folks you chance to meet

To say they are happy, to you may seem queer

For as they call on people, they hear:

A message for me…er…must answer the phone

I’m the only one here, so nobody’s home

We’re out of a job, I’m sorry to say

Can’t give you the time, I’m too busy today

Then back of the curtain, they see someone peek.

I know what you have, you were here last week

Another will say, My bible’s enough

I belong to a church, don’t want that stuff.

We can’t be bothered, we haven’t the time

We’re on relief and haven’t a dime

Can’t come to the door, I’m sick in bed

Just came from a funeral, my uncle is dead

Some will say, Oh, why are we pestered?

Kindly move on, were not interested

A message for me? Well. I’d have sworn

I knew all about it before you were born

From a second story window, someone will say,

Vot is you vant? Na, noding today.

My grocer is waiting, I’m scrubbing the floor.

I’m baking a cake. And bang, goes the door

With all these excuses and many abuses,

You get to wondering, why they keep on!

Yet this very fact, you won’t understand.

Unless you, in time, become one of their throng.

Then again as they go, they hear some say,

Won’t you please step inside, it’s quite cold today

Oh yes, I’ve heard this message before

Had some of the books and glad to get more!

So, here and there, they find some that are meek

They are the ones who are Jehovah’s Sheep

How their hearts do rejoice to hear someone express,

What wonderful work, I wish you success

With joy in their hearts, on their lips a glad song.

Giving praise to Jehovah, They hurry along.

They never weary his praises to sing.

They follow their leader, Christ Jesus their King.

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