Has he made you feel that he understands,
And all that he asks of you
Is to share your lot, be it good or ill,
With a chance to be loyal and true?
Are you branded a failure? He does not know—
A sinner? He does not care—
You’re Master to him—that’s all that counts—
A word, and his day is fair.
Your birth and your station are nothing to him;
A Palace and Hut are the same;