and it's probably too late now. But I don't worry about that much, I'm happy anyhow.
I'm reaping better than I sowed. I'm drinking from my saucer, 'cause my cup has overflowed
and sometimes the going's tough. But I've got loving ones around me, and that makes me rich enough.
and the mercies He's bestowed. I'm drinking from my saucer, 'cause my cup has overflowed.
My faith wore somewhat thin. But all at once the dark clouds broke, and sun peeped through again.
about the tough rows that I've hoed. I'm drinking from my saucer, 'cause my cup has overflowed.
When the way grows steep and rough. I'll not ask for other blessings, I'm already blessed enough.
to help others bear their loads. Then I'll keep drinking from my saucer, 'cause my cup has overflowed.
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