. Illustrated songs and hymns for the little ones. What blessings hath my Father given To such a child as I!And, better still, bright hopes of heaven. My soul to satisfy. Glory to Thee, my God, my King, For all Thy love to me;Teach me, while yet a child, to bring My grateful heart to Thee. F. p, 55. THE RAIN CONCERT. Millions of tiny rain-drops Are falling all around;They re dancing on the house-tops, They re hiding in the ground. 56 THE RAIN CONCERT. They are fairy-like musicians, With anything for keys,Beating tunes upon the windows, Keeping time upon the trees. A light and airy treble They
. Illustrated songs and hymns for the little ones. What blessings hath my Father given To such a child as I!And, better still, bright hopes of heaven. My soul to satisfy. Glory to Thee, my God, my King, For all Thy love to me;Teach me, while yet a child, to bring My grateful heart to Thee. F. p, 55. THE RAIN CONCERT. Millions of tiny rain-drops Are falling all around;They re dancing on the house-tops, They re hiding in the ground. 56 THE RAIN CONCERT. They are fairy-like musicians, With anything for keys,Beating tunes upon the windows, Keeping time upon the trees. A light and airy treble They play upon the stream; And the melody enchants us,Like the music of a dream. A deeper bass is sounding When theyre dropping into caves ; With a tenor from the zephyrs,And an alto from the waves. Oh, tis a stream of music,And Robin dont intrude, If, when the rain is weary,He drops an interlude. It seems as if the warblingOf the birds in all the bowers Had been gathered into rain-drops,And was coming down in showers. ANON. &isP* 57
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