THE GOOD WE DO.

Wairarapa Standard, Volume I, Issue 42, 21 October 1867, Page 4

THE GOOD WE DO.

The good we do through life each day Perhaps we may never see ; But ah, metuuiks no sum.y ray Can ever wasted he, The smallest things bring man sweet joy ; And little seeds, we know, Grow np fine trees, to beautify This great round world below. We may not always seem to cheer Our fellow-men, and yet Methinks a loving smile or tear Few of ns e'er forget. One little crumb will cheer the bird We love so much to sing ; Then winter’s shrilly voice is heard Outside the social ring. The good we do is like the smile Of sunshine, on our way ; It cheer* the honoured sons of toil, And proves his love for aye. I’ve heard of one who scattered seeds Of flowerets, day by day ; And where the children looked for weeds, Sweet jem were bright and gay, Blest charity begins at home, The worldlings ever say; And seldom farther doth it roam, And yet to him they’ll pray “Give us this day our daily bread,” Fo-'rotting they have ta"crht lh hnn r/ne r n stbefel Unless they pay a groa*. The good we do will not be lost On earth’s tempestuous sea; But if we stop to count the cost, Alas, for sympathy. The heart will say, therms this and that, And so aid so, I’m told. Wants some’hing, ah, and then we pat And hug ot r bat s of gf 11. How few there are lik' Rome’s great king, Wan cried. “ I’ve lost a day,” When he had not done some good thing, Before he bent to pray. Oh, fellow-men, the world might be A paradise to all. If ever man loved honesty, And helped those np who fall