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THE CHILD.
Quiet Lord, my froward heart,
Make me teachable and mila,
Upright , simple, free from art,
Make me

as a weaned child:
From distrust and envy free,

Pleas'a with all that pleases thee.
What thou shalt to-day provide,
Let me

a child receive;
What to-morrow may betide,
Calmly to thy wisdom leave:
'Tis enough that thou wilt care,

Why should I the burden bear?
As a little child relies
On a care beyond his own;
Knows he's neither strong nor wise;
Fears to stir a step alone.

Let me thus with thee abide,

As my Father, Guard, and Guide.
Thus preserva from Satan's wiles,
Safe from dangers, free from fears,
May I live mpon thy smiles,
Till the promised hour appears,

When the sons of God shall prove
All their Father's boundless love

Tizian Darten 68 Helor Hill.

HONEYSUCKLE:

OR,

POETICAL SWEETS

THAT NEVER CLOY.

Original and Selected.

LONDON :

WILLIAM DARTON AND SON,

HOLBORN HILL.

BOD

1 S.FEB 1952

LIBRARY

THE

HONEYSUCKLE,

&c.

Children coming to Christ. As infants once to Christ were brought,

That he might bless them there; So now, we little children ought

To seek the same by pray’r. For when their feeble hands were spread,

And bent each infant knee, “Forbid them not,” the Saviour said, And so he

says

for me.

Though now he is not here below,

But on his heav'nly hill; To him

may

little children go, And seek a blessing still.

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