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;