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I crave dear Lord	A
No boundless hoard	A
Of gold and gear	B
Nor jewels fine	C
Nor lands nor kine	C
Nor treasure heaps of anything	D
Let but a little hut be mine	C
Where at the hearthstore I may hear	E
The cricket sing	D
And have the shine	C
Of one glad woman's eyes to make	F
For my poor sake	F
Our simple home a place divine	C
Just the wee cot the cricket's chirr	E
Love and the smiling face of her	E
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I pray not for	E
Great riches nor	E
For vast estates and castle halls	G
Give me to hear the bare footfalls	G
Of children o er	E
An oaken floor	E
New risen with sunshine or bespread	A
With but the tiny coverlet	A
And pillow for the baby s head	A
And pray Thou may	H
The door stand open and the day	H
Send ever in a gentle breeze	G
With fragrance from the locust trees	G
And drowsy moan of doves and blur	E
Of robin chirps and drove of bees	G
With afterhushes of the stir	E
Of intermingling sounds and then	C
The good wife and the smile of her	E
Filling the silences again	C
The cricket s call	I
And the wee cot	A
Dear Lord of all	I
Deny me not	A
	-
I pray not that	A
Men tremble at	A
My power of place	G
And lordly sway	H
I only pray for simple grace	G
To look my neighbor in the face	G
Full honestly from day to day	H
Yield me this horny palm to hold	A
And I ll not pray	H
For gold	A
The tanned face garlanded with mirth	J
It hath the kingliest smile on earth	J
The swart brow diamonded with sweat	A
Hath never need of coronet	A
And so I reach	K
Dear Lord to Thee	L
And do beseech	K
Thou givest me	L
The wee cot and the cricket s chirr	H
Love and the glad sweet face of her	H

James Whitcomb Riley

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