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Devotional Poetry for the Children
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Be up and doing, little children,
Gentle be, and ever kind;
Helpful to your loving mothers,
E’en their slightest wishes mind.
Let your little playmates love you,
For your care and gentle play;
And the feeble and more wilful,
Help them by your kindly way.
“PRAYER IS THE SOUL’S SINCERE DESIRE.”
Prayer is the soul’s sincere desire,
Uttered or unexpressed;
The motion of a hidden fire
That glows within the breast.
Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear,
The upward glancing of an eye,
When none but God is near.
Prayer is the simplest form of speech
That infant lips can try;
Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach
The Majesty on high.
ANGRY WORDS
Angry words! O let them never
From the tongue unbridled slip;
May the heart’s best impulse ever
Check them, e’er they soil the lip.
Love is much too pure and holy,
Friendship is too sacred far,
For a moment’s reckless folly
Thus to desolate and mar.
Angry words are lightly spoken,
Bitterest thoughts are rashly stirred;
Brightest links of life are broken
By a single angry word.
THE REQUEST
Father, whate’er of earthly bliss
Thy sovereign will denies,
Accepted at Thy throne of grace
Let this petition rise.
Give me a calm, a thankful heart,
From every murmur free;
The blessings of Thy grace impart,
And make me live to Thee.
Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine,
My life and death attend;
Thy presence through my journey shine,
And crown my journey’s end.
Gentle be, and ever kind;
Helpful to your loving mothers,
E’en their slightest wishes mind.
Let your little playmates love you,
For your care and gentle play;
And the feeble and more wilful,
Help them by your kindly way.
“PRAYER IS THE SOUL’S SINCERE DESIRE.”
Prayer is the soul’s sincere desire,
Uttered or unexpressed;
The motion of a hidden fire
That glows within the breast.
Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear,
The upward glancing of an eye,
When none but God is near.
Prayer is the simplest form of speech
That infant lips can try;
Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach
The Majesty on high.
ANGRY WORDS
Angry words! O let them never
From the tongue unbridled slip;
May the heart’s best impulse ever
Check them, e’er they soil the lip.
Love is much too pure and holy,
Friendship is too sacred far,
For a moment’s reckless folly
Thus to desolate and mar.
Angry words are lightly spoken,
Bitterest thoughts are rashly stirred;
Brightest links of life are broken
By a single angry word.
THE REQUEST
Father, whate’er of earthly bliss
Thy sovereign will denies,
Accepted at Thy throne of grace
Let this petition rise.
Give me a calm, a thankful heart,
From every murmur free;
The blessings of Thy grace impart,
And make me live to Thee.
Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine,
My life and death attend;
Thy presence through my journey shine,
And crown my journey’s end.
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