PRAYER. Let love, in one delightful stream, And union sweet, and dear esteem Love is the golden chain that binds And he's an heir of heaven that finds 79 PRAYER. WAKE, little child, the morn is gay, But pause awhile, and kneel to pray Before you go to school. Kneel down and speak the holy words; God loves your simple prayer Above the sweet songs of the birds, The bleating of the gentle herds, And when the quiet evenings come, When bats and owls begin to roam, Because you need Him day and night, To help you always to do right, THE SABBATH BELL. 66 COME, Willie, come-the sun shines bright, And lovely is the day; The shower that fell but yesternight, "The morning air, no longer chill, "Its silvery tones, so sweet and clear, Swell on the stilly air; ""Tis very, very pleasant here, "The blue-bird flies from tree to tree, Just peeping through the ground. "I'm sure you need not fear for me, With brother I will play ; 66 You'll see how very good I'll be, will let me stay." If you My child, 't is God who bids you come, This is His holy day ; We may not spend His time at home, In listlessness or play. "O, come-ere His displeasure falls; A well-spent Sabbath ever calls "Willie, I know that gathering tear "I'm very, very lonely, I am so sad, I sit and weep I have no heart to play alone; For who will smile to see me come, I'll get my blessed Bible, And sit me down and read: |