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A Song of Joy (Poem)

Happy am I as the thrushes that sing;
Happy as Nature that welcomes the Spring;
Glad as the flowers that drink the cool rain,
For sweet joy has kissed me again and again.

Happy am I every hour of the day,
For I live in the woods, and bathe in the spray;
My home is the hearts of all souls that are bright,
For I am the child of God's Wonderful Light!

Glorious indeed is the world of God around us, but more glorious the world of God within us; there lies the land of song; there lies the poet's native land.
—Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Open the door of the heart, and leave it open, to the influences of Heaven.
—Mark Guy Pearse

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Winifred A. Cook

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