Lodge or Mansion
How shall I for a livelihood provide
Another year, that I may lock my door
Each night upon a small but certain store,
And safely in my little lodge abide?
Surely I have no heaven-offending pride;
I earn my bread, nor feel the labor sore;
Have little, but no spite for who has more;
Yet I do always fear the reckless stride
Of some rude fate toward my cherished all.
Shame on such fears. Down, down beside thy bed
This night, remembering that the sparrow's fall
Is noted, and the cricket wisely fed.
Not for thy lodge, but for a mansion call,
To Him who had not where to lay his head.
Another year, that I may lock my door
Each night upon a small but certain store,
And safely in my little lodge abide?
Surely I have no heaven-offending pride;
I earn my bread, nor feel the labor sore;
Have little, but no spite for who has more;
Yet I do always fear the reckless stride
Of some rude fate toward my cherished all.
Shame on such fears. Down, down beside thy bed
This night, remembering that the sparrow's fall
Is noted, and the cricket wisely fed.
Not for thy lodge, but for a mansion call,
To Him who had not where to lay his head.
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