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Side 68 - GOD, who makes the sun to know His proper hour to rise ; And, to give light to all below, Doth send him round the skies: 77 When from the chambers of the east His morning race begins, He never tires, nor stops to rest, But round the world he shines.
Side 24 - I sing the goodness of the Lord, That filled the earth with food ; He formed the creatures with His word, And then pronounced them good. 4 Lord, how Thy wonders are displayed, Where'er I turn mine eye ! If I survey the ground I tread, Or gaze upon the sky. -', There's not a plant or flower below But makes Thy glories known ; And clouds arise, and tempests blow, By order from Thy throne.
Side 100 - Just such is the Christian. His course he begins, Like the sun in a mist, when he mourns for his sins, And melts into tears ; then he breaks out and shines, And travels his heavenly way. But when he comes nearer to finish his race, Like a fine setting sun, he looks richer in grace ; And gives a sure hope, at the end of his days, Of rising in brighter array.
Side 55 - WHATEVER brawls disturb the street, There should be peace at home; Where sisters dwell and brothers meet Quarrels should never come. Birds in their little nests agree ; And 'tis a shameful sight, When children of one family Fall out, and chide, and fight.
Side 31 - Not more than others I deserve, Yet God hath given me more : For I have food, while others starve, Or beg from door to door.
Side 47 - THERE is beyond the sky A heaven of joy and love ; And holy children, when they die, Go to that world above.
Side 70 - But how my childhood runs to waste ! My sins, how great their sum ! Lord, give me pardon for the past, And strength for days to come.
Side 37 - GREAT God, with wonder and with praise On all Thy works I look; But still Thy wisdom, power, and grace, Shine brightest in Thy Book.
Side 55 - How doth the little busy bee Improve each shining hour, And gather honey all the day From every opening flower ! How skilfully she builds her cell ! How neat she spreads the wax ! And labors hard to store it well "With the sweet food she makes.
Side 90 - How fair is the rose ! what a beautiful flower ! The glory of April and May ! But the leaves are beginning to fade in an hour, And they wither and die. in a day. Yet the rose has one powerful virtue to boast, • Above all the flowers of the field : When its leaves are all dead, and...

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