. Home songs for little people . to seeThese precious fruits of love ; And if we love and trust him here,We 11 dwell with him above. A A LITTLE--tis a little word,But much may in it dwell; Then let the warning truth be heard,And learn the lesson well. The way of ruin thus begins,Down, down, like easy stairs; If conscience suffers little sins,Soon larger ones it bears. A little theft, a small deceit, Too often leads to more;T is hard at first, but tempts the feet As through an open door. 252 HOME SONGS. Just as the broadest rivers runFrom small and distant springs, The greatest crimes that have
. Home songs for little people . to seeThese precious fruits of love ; And if we love and trust him here,We 11 dwell with him above. A A LITTLE--tis a little word,But much may in it dwell; Then let the warning truth be heard,And learn the lesson well. The way of ruin thus begins,Down, down, like easy stairs; If conscience suffers little sins,Soon larger ones it bears. A little theft, a small deceit, Too often leads to more;T is hard at first, but tempts the feet As through an open door. 252 HOME SONGS. Just as the broadest rivers runFrom small and distant springs, The greatest crimes that have been doneHave grown from little things. QOD IjS EVER QOOD. SEE the morning sunbeamsLighting up the wood, Silently proclaiming, God is ever good. See the shining dewdropsOn the flowers strewed; Proving as they sparkle,God is ever good. In the leafy treetops,Where no fears intrude, Merry birds are singing, God is ever good. Bring, my heart, thy tribute,Songs of gratitude, While all nature utters,God is ever good. HOME SONGS. 253. PRA1J3E. THE clouds are flying in the breeze,The birds are singing on the trees,All full of joy below, above,Rejoicing in the God of , lips and hearts, Sing cheerful songs;To that good GodAll praise belongs. 254 HOME SONGS. The birds know not their Makers claim,The winds they cannot breathe his name;But we can name and we can loveThe gracious God who dwells grateful heartsAre full of songs;We know to whomGlad praise belongs. C. B. HALE. OH, WHyVT CAJX UTTXE HyVNDg DO? • OH, what can little hands doTo please the King of heaven? The little hands some work may try To help the poor in misery :Such grace to mine be given! Oh, what can little lips doTo please the King of heaven ?The little lips can praise and pray,And gentle words of kindness say :Such grace to mine be given! Oh, what can little eyes do To please the King of heaven ?The little eyes can upward look,Can learn to read Gods holy book:Such grace to mine be given! HOME SONGS. 2
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