Ain't It Fine Today by Douglas Malloch

Ain't It Fine Today by Douglas Malloch

Sure, this world is full of trouble
I ain't said it ain't.
Lord, I've had enough and double
Reason for complaint;
Rain and storm have come to fret me,
Skies are often gray;
Thorns and brambles have beset me
On the road but say,
Ain't it fine today?

What's the use of always weeping,
Making trouble last?
What's the use of always keeping
Thinking' of the past?
Each must have his tribulation
Water with his wine;
Life, it ain't no celebration,

Trouble?  I've had mine
But today is fine!

It's today that I am living',
Not a month ago.
Having'; losing'; taking'; giving';
As time wills it so.
Yesterday a cloud of sorrow
Fell across the way;
It may rain again tomorrow,
It may rain but say,
Ain't it fine today?

Be the best of whatever you are by Donna Levine

Be the best of whatever you are by Donna Levine

There is inside you
All of the potential
To be whatever you want to be;
All of the energy

To do whatever you want to do.
Imagine yourself as you would like to be,
Doing what you want to do,
And each day, take one step

Towards your dream.
And though at times it may seem too
difficult to continue,
Hold on to your dream.

One morning you will awake to find
That you are the person you dreamed of,
Doing what you wanted to do,
Simply because you had the courage
To believe in your potential
And to hold on to your dream.

The New Colossus by Emma Lazarus

The New Colossus by Emma Lazarus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame

With conquering limbs astride from land to land

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows  mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame,

Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!' cries she
With silent lips. 'Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

“Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me;
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!'

Happy the Man by Horace

Happy the Man by Horace

Happy the man, and happy he alone,

he who can call today his own:

he who, secure within, can say,

Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.

Be fair or foul, or rain or shine

The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.

Not Heaven itself, upon the past has power,

But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour

I Won't Let Go, Author Unknown

I Won't Let Go, Author Unknown

I want to let go, but I won't let go.
There are battles to fight,
By day and night,
For God and the right—
And I'll never let go.

I want to let go, but I won't let go.
I'm sick, tis true,
Worried and blue,
And worn through and through,
But I won't let go.

I want to let go, but I won't let go.
I will never yield!
What! Lie down on the field
And surrender my shield?
No, I'll never let go!

I want to let go, but I won't let go.
May this be my song:
"Mid legions of wrong—
Oh, God, keep me strong
That I may never let go!"

The fray by John Treloar

The fray by John Treloar

Once more into the fray.
Into the last good fight I'll ever know.
Live and die on this day.
Live and die on this day.

Myself by Edgar Guest

Myself by Edgar Guest

I have to live with myself, and so,
I want to be fit for myself to know;
I want to be able as days go by,
Always to look myself straight in the eye;

I don't want to stand with the setting sun
And hate myself for the things I've done.
I don't want to keep on a closet shelf
A lot of secrets about myself,

And fool myself as I come and go
Into thinking that nobody else will know
The kind of man I really am;
I don't want to dress myself up in sham.
I want to deserve all men's respect;

But here in this struggle for fame and pelf,
I want to be able to like myself.
I don't want to think as I come and go
That I'm for bluster and bluff and empty show.

I never can hide myself from me,
I see what others may never see,
I know what others may never know,
I never can fool myself -- and so,

Whatever happens, I want to be
Self-respecting and conscience free.

All that is gold does not glitter by J.R.R Tolkien

All that is gold does not glitter by J.R.R Tolkien

All that is gold does not glitter,

Not all those who wander are lost;

The old that is strong does not wither,

Deep roots are not reached by the frost.

From the ashes a fire shall be woken,

A light from the shadows shall spring;

Renewed shall be blade that was broken,

The crownless again shall be king.

You'll Never Walk Alone by Rogers & Hammerstein

You'll Never Walk Alone by Rogers & Hammerstein

When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark

At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of the lark

Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown

Walk on walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone

When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark

At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of the lark

Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown

Walk on walk on with hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk

You'll never walk
You'll never walk alone.