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worry about money - arthur bliss lyrics

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wearing worry about money like a hair shirt
i lie down in my bed and wrestle with my angel

my bank*manager could not sanction my continuance for another day
but life itself wakes me each morning, and love

urges me to give although i have no money
in the bank at this moment, and ought properly

to cease to exist in a world where poverty
is a shameful and ridiculous offence

having no one to advise me, i open the bible
and shut my eyes and put my finger on a text

and read that the widow with the young son
must give first to the prophetic g*nius
from the little there is in the bin of flour and the cruse of oil

- arthur bliss lyrics

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