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On the river of life, as I float along, / I see with the spirit's sight / That many a nauseous weed of wrong / Has root in a seed of right. / For evil is good that has gone astray, / And sorrow is only blindness, / And the world is always under the sway / Of a changeless law of kindness.
The commonest error a truth can make / Is shouting its sweet voice hoarse, / And sin is only the soul's mistake / In misdirecting its force. / And love, the fairest of all fair things / That ever to man descended, / Grows rank with nettles and poisonous things / Unless it is watched and tended.
There could not be anything better than this / Old world in the way it began; / And though some matters have gone amiss / From the great original plan, / And however dark the skies may appear, / And however souls may blunder, / I tell you it all will work out clear, / For good lies over and under.