Tis a Gift to Be Simple

‘Tis a gift to be simple, ‘tis a gift to be free,

‘Tis a gift to come down where we ought to be,

And when we find ourselves in the place just right,

‘Twill be in the valley of love and delight.

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When true simplicity is gained,

To bow and to bend we shan’t be ashamed.

To turn, turn will be our delight,

‘Till by turning, turning we come ‘round right.