B-e a safe pair of hands,
A-im to be trustworthy;
D-on't delay, do the job,
E-vading the bench neath the
T-ree.
G-et up from your slumber,
O-n the twenty-fifth of July;
N-ever tarry nor procrastinate,
Z-ealously work under the sky.
A-s God gives you the task,
L-inger not in obeying His commands;
E-ternal life is in store,
S-urely for the safe fair of hands.
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