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Speak kindly!
For our days are all too few
For angry strife;
There is deep meaning,
if we only knew,
In our brief life,
No nobler mission
can be ours, if we
A pang can stay:
Or if amidst the rush
of tears we see,
Wipe one away.
Speak kindly! Gracious words,
God-sent, God-given,
Are never lost;
They come all fragrant
with the breath of heaven,
Yet nothing cost,
Kind words are like kind acts—
they steal along
Life’s bidden springs;
Then, in the darkest storm,
some little song
The sad heart sings.
Speak kindly, graciously;
for all around
Are pains and smarts:
The very air is full of moans and sound
Of breaking hearts,
Oh, seek to bind them
up at once, as did
Thy gracious Lord:
Then surely will
His hand bestow on thee
A bright reward.
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