THE DEACON’S THANKSGIVING
Old Deacon Bedell was the cheeriest man
You’d meet within many a day;
He allowed that the Lord had a pretty good plan
For running the world, and he’d say:
“I’m thankful that things are about as they are.
They could be a mighty sight worse –
An’ the things we’ve complained of the loudest so far
Have proved to be blessin’s to us.”
When others lamented the drought, he’d reply:
“It’s better than having a flood, An’ we ought to thank God when the weather is dry
That we don’t have to waller in mud.”
Yet, when it was stormy, he’d never complain,
But say, with immutable trust,
“The Lord in His goodness has sent us the rain,
To lay this discomfortin’ dust.”
When adversity smote him, it fell like the dew
On a mountain’s impervious crest;
For his simple philosophy held to…
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