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GOOD MORNING.

The sun is peeping straight into my eyes,—
Good morning to you, Mister Sun, for you rise
Early to wake up my birdie and me,

And make us as happy as happy can be."

"Happy you may be, my dear little girl;"

And the mother stroked softly each clustering curl: "Happy you can be; but think of the One

Who wakened, this morning, both you and the sun." The little girl turned her bright eyes with a nod : "Mamma, may I say 'Good morning' to God?" "Yes, little darling one, surely you may; Kneel, as you kneel every morning to pray." Mary knelt solemnly down, with her eyes Looking up earnestly into the skies;

And two little hands, that were folded together,
Softly she laid on the lap of her mother:
"Good morning, dear Father in heaven," she said;
"I thank Thee for watching my snug little bed;
For taking good care of me all the dark night,
And waking me up with the beautiful light.
O keep me from naughtiness all the long day,
Dear Saviour, who taught little children to pray!"

An angel looked down in the sunshine and smiled, But she saw not the angel,- - that beautiful child!

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GOD MADE ME.

I WILL BE GOOD TO-DAY.

"I WILL be good, dear mother,"
I heard a sweet child say;

"I will be good; now watch me,
I will be good all day."

She lifted up her bright young eyes,
With a soft and pleasing smile;
Then a mother's kiss was on her lips,
So pure and free from guile.

And when night came, that little one
In kneeling down to pray,
Said, in a soft and whispering tone:
"Have I been good to-day?"

O, many, many bitter tears,

"T would save us, did we say,

Like that dear child, with earnest heart:
"I will be good to-day."

GOD MADE ME.

I NOW am but a little child;

My hands are weak, my strength is small;

Yet I can seek, and I can love,

The Lord Almighty, God of all.

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He gave my

LITTLE DANDELION.

life to me at first;

He loves the little child He made;

He keeps me safe through all the day,
And guards me when in sleep I'm laid.

If I obey and love His law,

He'll teach me all I need to know;
And take me in His arms on high

When I have lived my life below.

HYMNS FOR YOUNG CHILDREN.

LITTLE DANDELION.

GAY little Dandelion

Lights up the meads,
Swings on her slender foot,
Telleth her beads.
Lists to the robin's note

Poured from above;

Wise little Dandelion

Asks not for love.

Cold lie the daisy banks,
Clad but in green,
Where, in the days agone,

Bright hues were seen.
Wild pinks are slumbering,
Violets delay;

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LILY OF THE VALLEY.

LILY OF THE VALLEY.

COME, my love, and do not spurn
From a little flower to learn;
See the lily on its bed,

Hanging down its modest head,
While it scarcely can be seen,
Folded in its leaf of green.

Yet we love the lily well,
For its sweet and pleasant smell;
And would rather call it ours,
Than many other gayer flowers;
Pretty lilies seem to be
Emblems of humility.

Come, my love, and do not spurn
From a little flower to learn;
Let your temper be as sweet,

As the lily at your feet;

Be as gentle, be as mild,

Be a modest, humble child.

"Tis not beauty that we prize,

Like a summer's flower it dies;

But humility will last,

Fair and sweet when beauty's past;

And the Saviour from above,

Views a humble child with love.

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