Nothing to Do
Language: English
The fields are white;
The laborers are few;
Yet say the idle:
There's nothing to do.
Jails are crowded;
In Sunday-schools few;
We still complain:
There's nothing to do.
Drunkards are dying --
Your sons, it is true;
Mothers' arms folded
With nothing to do.
Heathens are dying;
Their blood falls on you;
How can you people
Find nothing to do?
Submitted by Emily Ezust [Administrator]
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Text added to the website: 2009-03-06.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:54
Line count: 16
Word count: 60
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