When the chips are down
And darkness is all around
When troubles abound
And hopes are dashed ground
When faith in God is shaken
And endless every road taken
Look at the destitute around you
And the poor who surround you
And the deaf who smile
And the lame who walk a mile
And the paupers penniless
And the orphans helpless
And the terminally ailing
And the widows wailing
And the hapless who hope
And the blind who cope
With the miseries of life
And beam even in strife
Who thank God no less
Even in pain and stress
Then woes you will fight
With all force and might
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