I AM HAPPY WHEN I DO RIGHT.
Reading edition
How glad it makes me feel at night, When sitting on my mother's knee, To hear her whisper "You've done right, And tried my gentle child to be." But then I feel ashamed and sad If I've been cross and disobeyed, Or if my selfish way I've had When I with other children played. So if at night I'd call to mind A day of undisturbed delight, The only way that I can find Is to be loving and do right.
