Divine and moral songs for childrenW. Darton, 1830 - 72 pages |
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... But , children , you should never let Such angry passions rise ; Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes . Let love thro ' all your actions run , And all your words be wild ; Live like the blessed virgin's Son , That ...
... But , children , you should never let Such angry passions rise ; Your little hands were never made To tear each other's eyes . Let love thro ' all your actions run , And all your words be wild ; Live like the blessed virgin's Son , That ...
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almighty angels babe behold Belson Bible blessings blest blood breath brother child Christ Christian Common Metre copper-plates curse dare darkness reigns death delight dreadful e'er early Piety earth endless endless pains eternal eyes Father Father's law fear the Lord flow'r fool give glory Gospel half-bound harden'd hate hear heart Holborn Hill holy word honour hope HOSANNA idle hands Idleness Industry and Idleness Jews leads to hell learn to swear let me love lose my breath Maker's Mary Elliott Metre mind Religion mock morning neighbour never obey pains pardon pity play poor pow'r Prayers price 6d rage read and pray Redeemer reigns rise rude boy salvation shew shines shining hour sight sing his praise sins SONG soul sweet talk'd tell There's thou hast thro thy book Thy glorious thy name thy word tongue truth twill wanton song wicked WILLIAM DARTON wonders wretch writ young sinners youth
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Page 61 - What conscience dictates to be done, Or warns me not to do, This, teach me more than Hell to shun, That, more than Heaven pursue.
Page 43 - As the door on its hinges, so he on his bed, Turns his sides, and his shoulders, and his heavy head. "A little more sleep, and a little more slumber...
Page 29 - In works of labour or of skill I would be busy too: For Satan finds some mischief still For idle hands to do. In books, or work, or healthful play Let my first years be past, That I may give for every day Some good account at last.
Page 8 - I sing the goodness of the Lord, That filled the earth with food ; He formed the creatures with His word, And then pronounced them good.
Page 58 - Sleep, my babe; thy food and raiment, House and home, thy friends provide; All without thy care or payment: All thy wants are well supplied. How much better thou'rt attended Than the Son of God could be, When from heaven He descended And became a child like thee! Soft and easy is thy cradle: Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay, When His birthplace was a stable And His softest bed was hay.
Page 66 - Heaven has brought me to the state you see; And your condition may be soon like mine, The Child of Sorrow and of Misery...
Page 60 - Mayst thou live to know and fear Him, Trust and love Him all thy days; Then go dwell forever near Him, See His face, and sing His praise!
Page 63 - At aught thy wisdom has denied, •Or aught thy goodness lent. Teach me to feel another's woe, To hide the fault I see ; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.
Page 23 - There is a dreadful hell, And everlasting pains ; There sinners must with devils dwell, In darkness, fire, and chains. Can such a wretch as I Escape this cursed end ? And may I hope, whene'er I die, I shall to heaven ascend ? Then I for grace will pray, While I have life and breath ; Lest I should be cut off to-day, And sent t
Page 67 - Pity the sorrows of a poor old man ! Whose trembling limbs have borne him to your door, Whose days are dwindled to the shortest span, Oh ! give relief, and Heaven will bless your store.