Lullaby, lullaby!
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HYMN.
God who is in heaven
Made all the pretty flowers,
He sends the pleasant sunshine,
And sends the dripping showers.
He made all living creatures,
And the earth to bring forth food,
And we will love and praise him,
For he is very good.
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2.
Keep us in the midnight,
Saviour dear,
Through the hours of darkness,
Oh, be thou near!
Powerless and lowly,
We lean on thy arm--
Watcher of Israel,
Keep us from harm!
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WELCOME.
There comes a little bird
In at the door;
Do see! Upon my word,
It's on the floor.
Little bird, come and stay;
Here you are welcome,
Or you may fly away
To your own home.
I will give you bread,
Much as you say;
After you have fed,
You may skip away.
There, on the cherry-tree,
Build your downy nest,
Or in any other
That you like best,
Little birds, pretty birds,
Come to my door;
If you have no words,
_Sing_ out for more!
End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Lullaby, With Original Engravings
by John R.
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