letra de when i consider how my life is spent - gerald finzi
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when i consider how my life is spent
ere half my days, in this dark world and wide
and that one talent which is death to hide
lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent
to serve therewith my maker, and present
my true account, lest he returning chide
“doth god exact day-labour, light denied?”
i fondly ask; but patience, to prevent
that murmur, soon replies “god doth not need
either man’s work or his own gifts. who best
bear his mild yoke, they sеrve him best. his state
is kingly: thousands at his bidding speed
and post o’еr land and ocean without rest;
they also serve who only stand and wait.”
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