First Lessons in Gentleness and TruthAmerican Tract Society, 1854 - 132 sider |
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... deal of pains to make me happy . I can remember many a pleas- ant walk and ride that I have had with him when he was young , and strong , and handsome . " When I was sick he could not well sleep , but must be near at hand , to go in the ...
... deal of pains to make me happy . I can remember many a pleas- ant walk and ride that I have had with him when he was young , and strong , and handsome . " When I was sick he could not well sleep , but must be near at hand , to go in the ...
Side 25
... deal , which it will take us , little children , a great many years to learn . I must remember what my mother has told me when I meet an old person in the street , at church , or elsewhere , that I may be respectful to them . comfort ...
... deal , which it will take us , little children , a great many years to learn . I must remember what my mother has told me when I meet an old person in the street , at church , or elsewhere , that I may be respectful to them . comfort ...
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... deal from their conversation , if we are attentive . She does not like to have us speak much unless we are spoken to . get interested in reading when the breakfast bell rings , may you stop to finish your story ? Whom do you keep in ...
... deal from their conversation , if we are attentive . She does not like to have us speak much unless we are spoken to . get interested in reading when the breakfast bell rings , may you stop to finish your story ? Whom do you keep in ...
Side 32
... deal ; and I suppose it is by making her happy . Our mother says we ought to show , by a pleasant , smil- ing countenance , that we are thankful to those who help us . We should never complain of our food , though we do not relish some ...
... deal ; and I suppose it is by making her happy . Our mother says we ought to show , by a pleasant , smil- ing countenance , that we are thankful to those who help us . We should never complain of our food , though we do not relish some ...
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... deal of trouble because there was hardly any thing upon the table that she would eat . Yet , when we had straw- berries and creamcakes , she could eat as well as any of us . Our mother told us afterwards that she had been sickly while a ...
... deal of trouble because there was hardly any thing upon the table that she would eat . Yet , when we had straw- berries and creamcakes , she could eat as well as any of us . Our mother told us afterwards that she had been sickly while a ...
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Side 131 - Remember the sabbath day, to keep it holy. Six days shalt thou labour, and do all thy work; but the seventh day is the sabbath of the Lord thy God: in it thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor thy son, nor thy daughter, thy manservant, nor thy maidservant, nor thy cattle, nor thy stranger that is within thy gates: for in six days...
Side 57 - Little drops of water, Little grains of sand Make the mighty ocean, And the pleasant land.
Side 131 - Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy. Six days shalt thou labor, and do all thy work: but the seventh day is the Sabbath of the Lord thy God: in it thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor thy son, nor thy daughter, thy manservant, nor thy maidservant, nor thy cattle, nor thy stranger that is within thy gates...
Side 131 - Thou shalt have no other gods before me. Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or any likeness of any thing that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth : thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them...
Side 22 - The little girl did as her Bible taught, And pleasant, indeed, was the change it wrought ; For the boy looke'd up in glad surprise, To meet the light of her loving eyes ; His heart was full, he could not speak, But he pressed a kiss on his sister's cheek ; And God looked down on the happy mother, Whose " little children loved each other.
Side 89 - ... would leave her home — For children must be fed ; And glad was she when she could buy A shilling's worth of bread. And this was all the children had On any day to eat ; They drank their water, ate their bread, But never tasted meat. One day when snow was falling fast, And piercing was the air, I thought that I would go and see How these poor children were. Ere long I reached their cheerless home ; 'Twas searched by every breeze ; When going in, the eldest child I saw upon its knees.
Side 57 - Little deeds of kindness, Little words of love, Make our earth an Eden, Like the heaven above.
Side 25 - Thou shalt rise up before the hoary head, and honor the face of the old man, and fear thy God: I am the LORD.
Side 90 - Asks God for bread each day ; So in the corner, sir, I went ; And that's what made me pray." I quickly left that wretched room, And went with fleeting feet, And very soon was back again With food enough to eat.
Side 119 - IN THE MEADOWS. I LIE in the summer meadows, In the meadows all alone, With the infinite sky above me, And the sun on his midday throne. The smell of the flowering grasses Is sweeter than any rose, And a million happy insects Sing in the warm repose. The mother lark that is brooding Feels the sun on her wings, And the deeps of the noonday glitter With swarms of fairy things. From the billowy green beneath me To the fathomless blue above, The creatures of God are happy In the warmth of their summer...