Soprano:

Dustman, Laugher, Tramp and busy Sweep,
    Head Gardener too,
The world now waking from her heavy sleep
    Has need of You!
Gypsy, Lampman, come! take of our best,
    Our sweetest dust
And sow earth's little gardens of unrest
    With joy and trust -
For ev'ry hour
    A golden flower,
For ev'ry hour
    A golden flower,
Love, Laughter, Courage, Hope, and all the

Soprano and Baritone

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( Hearts must be soft-shiny dressed )

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( With your softest, sweetest )

( With your softest, sweetest best. )
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( Dust, that comes from very )
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( Daddy's pattern, heart and brain )

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( Sprinkle with the golden, golden )

( Hearts must be soft-shiny dressed . .)
( rain, with your softest, sweetest best )

( With your softest, sweetest golden dust! )
( - - dust, With your softest, sweetest, . . . )

( For the rising of the star.)
( For the rising of the star.)