Church poetry : or, Christian thoughts in old and modern verse . CHILDHOOD. From the Baptistery. Ere sin hath brushd away the morning bloom,How great the care to holy Childhood due,When streaks of purple morn the cheek illume,And light the drops of the Baptismal dew!It is a precious sight, which angels viewIn trembling joy and hope ; immortal LoveHangs oer it, watching every opening hue,For such alone on this bad earth may proveMeet for his golden house in highest Heaven above. Childhood in Gods own temple ever found,As when the lamps of Eve their shadow flung,And Samuel heard the awful voice

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Church poetry : or, Christian thoughts in old and modern verse . CHILDHOOD. From the Baptistery. Ere sin hath brushd away the morning bloom,How great the care to holy Childhood due,When streaks of purple morn the cheek illume,And light the drops of the Baptismal dew!It is a precious sight, which angels viewIn trembling joy and hope ; immortal LoveHangs oer it, watching every opening hue,For such alone on this bad earth may proveMeet for his golden house in highest Heaven above. Childhood in Gods own temple ever found,As when the lamps of Eve their shadow flung,And Samuel heard the awful voice profound ;Or when the Temple with hosannahs rung,And Christ was welcomed by the infant tongue! LIFE AND TIME. 237 Yea, Christ himself is seen a holy Child,Sitting His heavenly Fathers courts among :Then what, O Lord, mong men by sin beguiled,Is for Thy Temple meet, but Childhood undefiTd? Sweet Childhood, shadow of celestial Love,Traind to look up and hold a parents hand,And ever lift the eye to one above ;Which knows not yet, while it obeys command,Hopes all,

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