The Lord had a job for me, but I had so much to do,
I said, "You get somebody else--or wait till I get through."
I don't know how the Lord came out, but He seemed to get along:
But I felt kinda sneakin' like, 'cause I know'd I done Him wrong.
One day I needed the Lord--Needed Him myself--needed Him right
away,
And He never answered me at all, but I could hear Him say
Down in my accusin' heart, "Nigger, I'se got too much to do,
You get somebody else or wait till I get through."
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How many a rustic Milton has passed by,
Stifling the speechless longings of his heart,
In unremitting read more
How many a rustic Milton has passed by,
Stifling the speechless longings of his heart,
In unremitting drudgery and care!
How many a vulgar Cato has compelled
His energies, no longer tameless then,
To mould a pin, or fabricate a nail!
In every rank, or great or small,
'Tis industry supports us all.
In every rank, or great or small,
'Tis industry supports us all.
Why do strong arms fatigue themselves with frivolous dumb-bells?
To dig a vineyard is a worthier exercise for men.
Why do strong arms fatigue themselves with frivolous dumb-bells?
To dig a vineyard is a worthier exercise for men.
To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To
destroy can be the thoughtless read more
To build may have to be the slow and laborious task of years. To
destroy can be the thoughtless act of a single day.
Each natural agent works but to this end,--
To render that it works on like itself.
Each natural agent works but to this end,--
To render that it works on like itself.
I never did anything by accident, nor did any of my inventions come by accident; they came by work.
I never did anything by accident, nor did any of my inventions come by accident; they came by work.
I have had my labor for my travail; ill-thought-on of her, and
ill-thought-on of you; gone between and between, read more
I have had my labor for my travail; ill-thought-on of her, and
ill-thought-on of you; gone between and between, but small thanks
for my labor.
Nothing is work unless you'd rather be doing something else.
Nothing is work unless you'd rather be doing something else.
The day is short, the labor long, the workers are idle, and reward is great, and the Master is urgent.
The day is short, the labor long, the workers are idle, and reward is great, and the Master is urgent.
