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They cheer the sick and lonely Makes us friends along the way Speak God's love for us poor creatures In their own sweet modest way. Beautifying all about us Giving food of high degree, Clothing, schooling for the children And the joy of work you see. 46 Filling lives with love of Nature And of Him who thus bestows These the thots so sweetly taught us As they watched each child mind grow. And I know that I'll be happy When mine is the vacant chair And I enter Heaven's portals To find Burpee's flowers there. 49