Today upon a bus, I saw a lovely maid with golden hair;
I envied her--she seemed so gay--and I wished I were as fair.
When suddenly she rose to leave, I saw her hobble down the aisle;
She had one foot and wore a crutch, but as she passed, a smile.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine;
I have two feet--the world is mine!

And then 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 for 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 would know.
Oh, God, forgive me when I whine:
I'm blessed, indeed! The World Is Mine!

-Author Unknown