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Why should we at our lots complain

Why should we at our lots complain

Tune: DULL CARE
Published in 4 hymnals

Representative Text

1 Why should we at our lot complain,
Or grieve at our distress?
Some think if they could riches gain,
They'd gain true happiness.
Ah! we're much to blame,
We're all the same –
Alike we're made of clay;
Then, since we have a Savior dear,
Let's drive all care away.

2 Why should the rich despise the poor?
Why should the poor repine?
A little time will make us all
In equal friendship join.
Ah! we're much to blame,
We're all the same –
Alike we're made of clay;
Then, since we have a Savior dear,
Let's drive all care away.

3 The only circumstance of life
That ever I could find
To soften cares and temper strife
Was a contented mind;
When we've this in store,
We have much more
Than wealth could e'er covey;
Then, since we have a Savior dear,
Let's drive all care away.

4 When age, old creeping age comes on,
And we are young no more,
Let's all repent the sins we've don,
Nor grieve that youth is o'er.
When we've this in store,
We have much more
Than wealth could e'er covey;
Then, since we have a Savior dear,
Let's drive all care away.



Source: The Sacred Harp: the best collection of sacred songs, hymns, odes, and anthems ever offered the singing public for general use (1991 rev.) #98

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