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Joy to the Toiler!--him that tills
The fields with Plenty crowned;
Him with the woodman's axe that read more
Joy to the Toiler!--him that tills
The fields with Plenty crowned;
Him with the woodman's axe that thrills
The wilderness profound.
Thine to work as well as pray,
Clearing thorny wrongs away;
Plucking up the weeds of sin,
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Thine to work as well as pray,
Clearing thorny wrongs away;
Plucking up the weeds of sin,
Letting heaven's warm sunshine in.
And the Sons of Mary smile and are blessed--they know the angels
are on their side:
They know read more
And the Sons of Mary smile and are blessed--they know the angels
are on their side:
They know in them is the Grace confessed, and for them are the
Mercies multiplied;
They sit at the Feet, they hear the Word, they see how truly the
Promise runs;
They have cast their burden upon the Lord, and--the Lord He lays
it on Martha's sons!
No man is born into the world whose work
Is not born with him: there is always work,
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No man is born into the world whose work
Is not born with him: there is always work,
And tools to work withal, for those who will;
And blessed are the horny hand of toil!
Do not waste bricks. (Waste your labor.)
[Lat., Ne laterum laves.]
Do not waste bricks. (Waste your labor.)
[Lat., Ne laterum laves.]
May you - Work like you don't need the money, love like you've never been hurt, dance like no-one is read more
May you - Work like you don't need the money, love like you've never been hurt, dance like no-one is watching, screw like it's being filmed, and drink like a true Irishman
But when dread Sloth, the Mother of Doom, steals in,
And reigns where Labour's glory was to serve,
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But when dread Sloth, the Mother of Doom, steals in,
And reigns where Labour's glory was to serve,
Then is the day of crumbling not far off.
