WORDSWords are great forces in the realm of life:Be careful of their use. Who talks of hate,Of poverty, of sickness, but sets rifeThese very elements to mar his fate.When love, health, happiness, and plenty hearTheir names repeated over day by day,They wing their way like answering fairies near,Then nestle down within our homes to stay.Who talks of evil conjures into shapeThe formless thing and gives it life and scope.This is the law: then let no word escapeThat does not breathe of everlasting hope.
Words are great forces in the realm of life:Be careful of their use. Who talks of hate,Of poverty, of sickness, but sets rifeThese very elements to mar his fate.
When love, health, happiness, and plenty hearTheir names repeated over day by day,They wing their way like answering fairies near,Then nestle down within our homes to stay.
Who talks of evil conjures into shapeThe formless thing and gives it life and scope.This is the law: then let no word escapeThat does not breathe of everlasting hope.