God Pity The Poor By Amos Russel Wells
“God pity the poor!” I cry.
And I feel a virtuous glow;
Not many so tender as I
To the weight of the sad world’s woe.
“God pity the poor!” I shout,
And draw back my garment’s hem.
God pities the poor, no doubt;
But how am I pitying them?
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