Fresh Flowers for My Children

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Samuel G. Simpkins, 1842 - 140页

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第139页 - They shall all bloom in fields of light, Transplanted by my care ; And saints upon their garments white, These sacred blossoms wear.
第139页 - IN the broad fields of heaven, In the immortal bowers, By life's clear river dwelling, Amid undying flowers, — There hosts of beauteous spirits, Fair children of the earth, Linked in bright bands celestial, Sing of their human birth. 2 They sing of earth and heaven ; Divinest voices rise To God, their gracious Father, Who called them to the skies ; They all are there, — in heaven, — Safe, safe, and sweetly blest ; No cloud of sin can shadow Their bright and holy rest.
第78页 - O, dear to his young mother's heart Was this pure, sinless child ! Kindly in all his deeds and words, And gentle as the dove ; Obedient, affectionate, His very soul was Love.
第50页 - My mother, my kind mother, I hear thy gentle voice ; It always makes my little heart Beat gladly and rejoice. When I am ill it comes to me, And kindly soothes my pain ; And when I sleep, then in my dreams It sweetly comes again.
第98页 - BOY WHO TOLD A LIE. The mother looked pale, and her face was sad, She seemed to have nothing to make her glad ; She silently sat with the tears in her eye, For her dear little boy had told a lie. He was a gentle, affectionate child, His ways were winning, his temper was mild ; There was love and joy in his soft blue eye, But the dear little boy had told a lie. He stood alone by the window within, For he felt that his soul was stained...
第78页 - CHILDHOOD OF JESUS. In the green fields of Palestine, By its fountains and its rills, And by the sacred Jordan's stream, And o'er the vine-clad hills, Once lived and roved the fairest child That ever blessed the earth ; The happiest, the holiest, That e'er had human birth. How beautiful his childhood was ! Harmless and...
第40页 - MAKES ME HAPPIEST? WHAT is it makes me happiest ? Is it my last new play ? Is it my bounding ball or hoop I follow every day ? Is it my puzzles, or my blocks ? My pleasant solitaire ? My dolls, my kitten, or my books ? My flowers, fresh and fair ? What is it makes me happiest ? It is not one of these ; Yet they are treasures dear to me, And never fail to please.
第99页 - He told her, with many a penitent sigh. That he never would tell another lie. Then she took his small hands within her own. And bade him before her kneel gently down. And she kissed his cheek, while he looked cm high, And prayed to be pardoned for telling the lie.
第98页 - And he felt that his soul was stained with sin, And his mother could hear him sob and cry, Because he had told her that wicked lie. Then he came and...
第79页 - O, is it not a blessed thought, Children of human birth ! That once the Saviour was a child, And lived upon the earth ? SPRING THOUGHTS.

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