DO GOOD.

DO GOOD.
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Do good, do good, there’s ever a way,
A way where there’s ever a will;
Don’t wait till to-morrow, but do it to-day.
And to-day, when the morrow comes, still

If you’ve money, you’re armed,
And can find work enough
In every street, alley, and lane;
If you’ve bread, cast it off,
And the waters, though rough,
Will be sure to return it again.