We all Might Do Good GOOD,
We all might do good
Where we often do ill;
There is always the way,
If there be but the will.
Though it be but a word,
Kindly breathed or suppressed,
It may guard off some pain,
Or give peace to some breast.
We all might do good
In a thousand small ways
In forbearing to flatter,
Yet yielding due praise;
In spurning all rumor,
Reproving wrong done,
And treating but kindly
The hearts we have won.
We all might do good,
Whether lowly or great,
For the deed is not gauged
By the purse or estate;
If it be but a cup
Of cold water that's given,
Like the widow's two mites,
It is something for Heaven.
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