Poem by Edgar Albert Guest

Sacrifice

When he has more than he can eat
To feed a stranger's not a feat.

When he has more than he can spend
It isn't hard to give or lend.

Who gives but what he'll never miss
Will never know what giving is.

He'll win few praises from his Lord
Who does but what he can afford.

The widow's mite to heaven went
Because real sacrifice it meant.

1. Laughter
2. The Home Builders
3. Home (It takes a heap o’ livin’ in a house t’ make it home)
4. The Handy Man
5. The Boy Soldier

Robert Service Sacrifice ("I gave an eye to save from night")

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