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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Aug 13, 1908

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 85, No. 33.

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“Don’t You Mind”

By Will F. Griffin

TROUBLE? Don’t you mind it, and don’t you mind the care; Push them all behind you, and dream of heavens fair. The sorrows and the shadows that fall across the way Will fade before the sunbeams and the blossomings of May.
Don’t you mind the thunder, and the clouds that threaten low; Don’t you mind the wind-sighs that keep a-wailing so; For every sigh we hear, dear, there’ll come a lilting tune For every bit of trouble there’ll come the smiles of June.
Don’t you mind the grieving, for grief must play its part; Tears must blind the sight, dear, e’er joy creeps in the heart. Don’t you mind the thistles that wound the weary feet; We e’en must taste the bitter, that we may know the sweet.
— Will F. Griffin.