Labor’s strong and merry children
Comrades of the rising sun;
Let us sing some songs together
Now our toil is done.
No desponding
no repining
Leisure must by toil be sought;
Never yet was good accomplished
Without toil or thought.
Even God’s all holy labor
Framed the sky
the stars
the sun
Built our earth on deep foundations
And the world was won.
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