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CITY INCIDENT.
They could rob me because they are larger, you know;
On my feet, bare and cold, these stones they have—flung."
On my feet, bare and cold, these stones they have—flung."
May God in His infinite mercy look down
On abodes such as his, this poor wandering one,
And send them relief to lighten the frown
Of penury's chill, when stern winter 's begun;
May all noble hearts who have plenty to spare,—
Be touched with compassion, who well can afford
To carry them bread, and clothing to wear;
By doing such deeds they lend to the Lord.
On abodes such as his, this poor wandering one,
And send them relief to lighten the frown
Of penury's chill, when stern winter 's begun;
May all noble hearts who have plenty to spare,—
Be touched with compassion, who well can afford
To carry them bread, and clothing to wear;
By doing such deeds they lend to the Lord.
