Give us, Lord, a bit o’ sun
a bit o’ work and a bit o’ fun;
give us all in the struggle and sputter
our daily bread and a bit o’ butter;
give us health, our keep to make,
and a bit to spare for other’s sake;
give us sense, for we’re some of us duffers,
an’ a heart to feel for all that suffers;
give us, too, a bit of song
and a tale and a book to help us along,
an’ give us our share o’ sorrows’ lesson
that we may prove how grief’s a blessin’.
Give us, Lord, a chance to be
Our goodly best, brave, wise and free,
Our goodly best for ourself and others
Till we all learn to be sisters and brothers.
From the wall of an old inn, Lancaster, England by Anonymous
