It's a mighty good world, so it is, dear lass, br When even the worst is said. br There's a smile and a tear, a sigh and a cheer, br But better be living than dead; br A joy and a pain, a loss and a gain; br There's honey and may be some gall: br Yet still I declare, foul weather or fair, br It's a mighty good world after all. br br For look, lass! at night when I break from the fight, br My Kingdom's awaiting for me; br There's comfort and rest, and the warmth of your breast, br And little ones climbing my knee. br There's fire-light and song -- Oh, the world may be wrong! br Its empires may topple and fall: br My home is my care -- if gladness be there, br It's a mighty good world after all. br br O heart of pure gold! I have made you a fold, br It's sheltered, sun-fondled and warm. br O little ones, rest! I have fashioned a nest; br Sleep on! you are safe from the storm. br For there's no foe like fear, and there's no friend like cheer, br And sunshine will flash at our call; br So crown Love as King, and let us all sing -- br "It's a mighty good world after all.