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 How doth the little busy bee 
 Improve each shining hour ; 
 
 And gather honey all the day, 
 From ev'ry op'ning flower. 
 
 In works of labour, or of skill, 
 
 I would be busy too ; 
 For Satan finds some mischief still 
 
 For idle hands to do. 
 
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 I suppose this poor woman gets 
 her living' by selling fish ; perhaps 
 her husband is a fisherman. Do 
 you remember that most of the 
 Apostles were fishermen ? Christ 
 said to them, " I will make you 
 fisher's of men." 
 
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 There was once a little child 
 who for a long time was so foolish 
 as to be afraid to be alone ; but 
 one day she heard a person ex- 
 plain the text, which says, " The 
 angel of the Lord encampeth round 
 about them that fear him, and de- 
 livered them !" and afterwards she 
 did not mind being lefi by herself, 
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 >ay ! are we soldiers of the cross, 
 And-followers of the lamb? 
 
 ind shall we dare disown his cause. 
 Or blush to speak his name. 
 
 \re there no foes for us to face ? 
 
 Must we not stem the flood '? 
 Co Jesus let as pray for grace, 
 
 Our Saviour and our God. 
 
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To seek for heav'n, and think ol 
 
 death, 
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 And you this day may lose your 
 breath. 
 
 Then 'twill for ever be in vain 
 
 To crv for pardon ana tor grace, 
 To wish you had your time again, 
 
 Or hope to see the Saviour s face. 
 
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 " Thank God for my breakfast/' 
 
 said little Miss Line, 
 As she cheerfully rose from her 
 
 stool, 
 " The clock, as 1 see, will shortly 
 
 strike nine, 
 And I must go quickly to school. 
 
 Then taking her sampler, her bag, 
 and her book, 
 She put on her gloves, shawl, 
 and hat, 
 A heart-cheering kiss from each 
 relative took, 
 And nodded good bye to her cat. 
 
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 As a little child relies 
 
 On a strength beyond his own, 
 Knows he's neither strong nor wise, 
 
 Fears to stir a step alone. 
 
 Let me thus, O Lord, abide 
 With thee, my father, guard, and 
 guide. 
 
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 The gentle child that tries to please 
 That hates to quarrel, fret and teaze 
 And will not say an angry word ; 
 That child is pleasing to the Lord. 
 
 Great God, forgive, whenever we 
 Forget thy word and disagree \ 
 And grant that each of us may find 
 
 The sweet delight of being kind. 
 

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 When 1 am not at the school, 
 I ought to think of every rule, 
 And be as good as when I'm there, 
 Although no people may be near- 
 
 For out of heaven God can see 
 
 If I do WJfQJig, where'er I be; 
 
 So I should mind what's right, and 
 
 pray 
 To God. to help me that I may. 
 
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 My God who makes the sun to know 
 
 His proper hour to rise ; 
 And, to give light to all below, 
 
 Does send hirn round the skies. 
 
 Give me, O Lord, thy early grace, 
 Nor let my soul complain, 
 
 That the young morning of my days 
 Has all been spent in vain. 
 
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 Give us an humble active mind 
 From sloth and folly free ; 
 
 Give us a cheerful heart, inclin'd 
 To useful industry. 
 
 A faithful memory bestow 
 With solid learning store, 
 
 And still, O Lord, as more we know, 
 Let us obey thee more. 
 
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 How much better thou'rt attended 
 Than the Son of God could be, 
 
 When from heav'n he descended 
 And became a child like thee. 
 
 Soft and easy is thy cradle, 
 
 Coarse and hard the Saviour lay, 
 
 When his birth-place was a stable, 
 And his softest bed was hav. 
 
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 What a mercy, what a treasure, 
 I possess in thy dear word, 
 
 There I read with holy pleasure 
 Of the love of Christ, my Lord. 
 
 That dear word reveals the Saviour, 
 Sinful children deeply need 
 
 Oh ! what mercv, love, and favour, 
 That for sinners Christ should 
 
 bleed. 
 
 
 
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