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A CHILD'S MORNING PRAYER.
This breathing world arose,
That lisping childhood knows.
To listen while I kneel?
One word I do not feel.
My little hands to sin;
Must all be felt within.
And thou hast guarded me-
To give myself to Thee.
So much that soon endears,
Of one so young in years.
Thy service my delight;
And teach me what is right.
Be all my sins forgiven;
A CHILD'S EVENING PRAYER. REMEMBER NOW THY CREATOR IN THE DAYS OF THY YOUTH." FATHER, Thou art great and holy, I have friends who love me dearly,
But Thou’lt hear an infant pray; And may all I say and do Pardon all the guilt and folly
Show them I would try sincerely Thou hast seen in me to-day.
Both to love and please them too. Mercies vast, and without number,
'Twas my dear Redeemer gave me Have been all bestowed by Thee,
Heart thus early to begin And amidst these hours of slumber
Loving One who died to save me May I still protected be.
From the penalty of sin. Health and strength, and ev'ry blessing, Oh! when clouds that gather o'er me I enjoy by Thee alone,
Break beneath the morning ray, Free to use, and yet possessing
May I spend the hours before me ing I can call my own.
Better than I've done to-day.