There is such a people, you will be glad to know,
You will meet each day, wherever you go.
What do you suppose make these people glad
While others are mourning and feeling so sad?

They have a glad message of comfort to bring,
They receive such a message from Jehovah, their King.
With joy in their hearts, on their lips a glad song.
They waste not a moment, but hurry along.

With a bag n their hand, they walk down the street,
Looking like other folks you chance to meet,
To say they are happy, to you may seem queer
For as they call on people, they hear...

"A message for me...er...must answer the phone."
"I'm the only one here, so nobody's at home."
We're out of a job, I am sorry to say."
"Can't give you the time, I'm too busy today."

Then back of the curtain, you see someone peek,
"I know what you have, you were here last week.
Another will say, "My Bible's enough,"
"I belong to a church, don't want that stuff.

"We can't be bothered, we haven't the time."
"We're on relief and haven't a dime."
"Can't come to the door, I'm sick in bed."
"Just came from a funeral, my uncle is dead."

Some will say, "oh, why are we pestered?"
"Kindly move on, we're not interested."
"A message for me? well, I'd have sworn,
"I knew all about it before you were born."

From a second story window, someone will say,
"Vot is you vant? na, noding today."
"My grocer is waiting, I'm scrubbing the floor."
"I'm baking a cake." And BANG! goes the door.

With all these excuses and many abuses,
You get to wondering, why they keep on.
Yet this very fact, you won't understand.
Unless you in time, become one of their throng.

Then again as they go, they hear someone say,
"Won't you please step inside,
it's quite cold out today?"
"Oh yes, I've heard this message before."
"Have some of the books and glad to get more."

So, here and there, they find some that are meek.
They are the ones who are Jehovah's sheep.
How their hearts do rejoice to hear someone express,
"What wonderful work, I wish you success."

With joy in their hearts, on their lips a glad song.
Giving praise to Jehovah, they hurry along.
They never weary his praises to sing.
They follow their leader, Christ Jesus, their King.