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The hand that fashioned me, tuned my ear / To chord with the major key, / In the darkest moments of life I hear / Strains of courage, and hope, and cheer / From choirs that I cannot see. / And the music of life seems so inspired / That it will not let me grow sad or tired.
Yet through and under the major strain, / I hear with the passing of years, / The mournful minor measure of pain, / Of souls that struggle and toil in vain / For a goal that never nears. / And the sorrowful cadence of good gone wrong, / Breaks more and more into earth's glad song.