Songs for Joy ~ William Henry Davies

Songs for Joy

William Henry Davies

Sing out, my soul, thy songs of joy; 
Sing as a happy bird will sing 
Beneath a rainbow’s lovely arch 
In the spring.
Think not of death in thy young days; 
Why shouldst thou that grim tyrant fear? 
And fear him not when thou art old, 
And he is near.
Strive not for gold, for greedy fools 
Measure themselves by poor men never; 
Their standard still being richer men, 
Makes them poor ever.
Train up thy mind to feel content, 
What matters then how low thy store? 
What we enjoy, and not possess, 
Makes rich or poor.
Filled with sweet thought, then happy I 
Take not my state from other’s eyes; 
What’s in my mind not on my flesh 
Or theirs I prize.
Sing, happy soul, thy songs of joy; 
Such as a Brook sings in the wood, 
That all night has been strengthened by 
Heaven’s purer flood.


Author: Ray Calabrese

I am an optimistic, can do, and never quit guy. The spirit of hope indelibly marks my DNA. My research at The Ohio State University helped people discover the best in themselves and change their personal lives, public organizations, and whole communities. I bring the same spirit and enthusiasm to my blog to help those who grieve who find themselves suddenly alone, navigate their grieving. Join my more than 24,300Twitter (@alwaysgoodstuff). I promise my tweets are always good stuff. Please feel free to email me at

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