BE SATISFIED
Outwardly, outwardly, all are the same;
Inwardly, inwardly, who is to blame?
There is the preacher with satisfied mien;
Who would believe that he is to blame?
There is the maid who looks pure and sweet;
She has cut a poor friend on the street.
There's the man with standing so good,
But who can tell what his wife has stood?
Look at the baby, so glad and gay,—
Had you awake from night until day.
Handsome that home, with all gold can buy,—
Father leaves children and wife to sigh.
Outwardly, outwardly, glittering and gay,
Inwardly, inwardly, who will betray?
Surely we'll have some sunlight or ray,
But times the clouds hold their sullen sway.
Believe there's sun, if you'll choose to know,
For without rain our plants would not grow.
Stop and remember all this is true,
Then you'll be satisfied you are you.
Inwardly, inwardly, who is to blame?
There is the preacher with satisfied mien;
Who would believe that he is to blame?
There is the maid who looks pure and sweet;
She has cut a poor friend on the street.
There's the man with standing so good,
But who can tell what his wife has stood?
Look at the baby, so glad and gay,—
Had you awake from night until day.
Handsome that home, with all gold can buy,—
Father leaves children and wife to sigh.
Outwardly, outwardly, glittering and gay,
Inwardly, inwardly, who will betray?
Surely we'll have some sunlight or ray,
But times the clouds hold their sullen sway.
Believe there's sun, if you'll choose to know,
For without rain our plants would not grow.
Stop and remember all this is true,
Then you'll be satisfied you are you.
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