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                            Today upon a bus, I sawA 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, thank you, 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 eyes to see the sunset's glow,
 With ears to hear what I should know:
 I'm blessed indeed, The world is mine;
 Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.
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