Around the world with Philip Phillips, "the singing pilgrim." A pictorial tour of the globe illustrated by pen and pencil .. . g on in gentle strain,I am carried back to childhood— I am now a child again ;Tis the hour for my retiring. At the dusky eventide ;Near my cradle-bed Im kneeling, As in yore, by mothers side. 5 Hands are on my head so loving. As they were in childhoods days;I, with weary tones, am trying To repeat the words she a prayer in language simple As a mothers lips can frame :? Father, Thou who art in heaven, Hallowed ever be Thy name. 6 Prayer is over—to my pillow Wit
Around the world with Philip Phillips, "the singing pilgrim." A pictorial tour of the globe illustrated by pen and pencil .. . g on in gentle strain,I am carried back to childhood— I am now a child again ;Tis the hour for my retiring. At the dusky eventide ;Near my cradle-bed Im kneeling, As in yore, by mothers side. 5 Hands are on my head so loving. As they were in childhoods days;I, with weary tones, am trying To repeat the words she a prayer in language simple As a mothers lips can frame :? Father, Thou who art in heaven, Hallowed ever be Thy name. 6 Prayer is over—to my pillow With a good-night kiss I waking while I whisper, Now I lay me down to my mother, oer me bending, Prays in earnest words, but mild,* Hear my prayer, O Heavenly Father, Bless, oh, bless my precious child. 7 Vet I am but only dreaming. Neer Ill be a child years has that dear mother In the quiet graveyard her blessed angel-spirit Daily hovers oer my head,Calling me from earth to heaven, Even from my cradle-bed. *^-Vse the second ending for these two lines. _Alfred Ta^ LET YOUR LIGHT SHINEJ LET YOCR LIGHT SO SHINE BEFORE MEN. 5=53= *=sr=^ pHiLir Phillips. Jesus bids us shine With a clear pure light, Like a Ht-tle can-die Piano or Orsra ms^0=^h
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