A-im at the happiness,
D-on't let your heart cry;
E-arly sixteenth of June,
T-ry to lift your spirits
H-igh.
T-ake on the gladness,
O-r your life will be blue;
R-apture is just waiting,
R-each the joy so true.
E-xpect the sunny day, after the deepest darkness;
S-eek the love of God, aim at the happiness.
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