Today upon a bus, I saw a lovely maid with golden hair,

I envied her -- she seemed so merry -- and I wished I were as fair.

When suddenly she arose to leave,

I saw the cruel braces as she hobbled down the aisle;

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.

I have two straight feet. The world is mine!

 

And when I stopped to buy some sweets,

the lad who sold them had such charm, I talked with him.

He said to me, "It’s nice to talk with folks like you.

You see," he said, "I’m blind."

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.

I have two eyes. The world is mine!

 

Then walking down the street, I saw a child with eyes of blue.

He stood and watched the others play.

It seemed he knew not what to do. I stopped a moment, then I said:

"Why don’t you join the others, dear?"

He looked ahead without a word, and then I knew he could not hear.

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.

I have two ears. The world is mine!

 

With feet to take me where I’d go,

with eyes to see the sunset’s glow,

with ears to hear what I should know,

Oh, God, forgive me when I whine.

I am blessed indeed. The world is mine!