Today upon a bus, I saw

A lovely maid with golden hair;

I envied her--she seemed so gay--

And oh, I wished I were so fair.

When suddenly she rose to leave,

I saw her hobble down the aisle;

She had one foot and wore a crutch,

But as she passed, A smile.

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine;

I have two feet--the world is mine.

And when I stopped to buy some sweets,

The lad who served me had such charm.

He seemed to radiate good cheer

His manner was so kind and warm.

I said, "It's nice to deal with you,

Such courtesy I seldom find."

He turned and said, "Oh,thankyou, sir!"

And I saw that he was blind.

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine;

I have two eyes--the world is mine.

Then, when walking down the street,

I saw a child with eyes of blue.

He stood and watched the others play;

It seemed he knew not what to do,

I stopped a moment, then I said:

"Why don't you join the others, dear?"

He looked ahead without a word,

And then I knew; He could not hear.

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine;

I have two ears--the world is mine.

With feet to take me where I'd go,

With ears to see the sunset's glow,

With ears to hear what I should know:

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.

I'm blessed indeed. The world is mine.

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