First Lessons in Gentleness and TruthAmerican Tract Society, 1854 - 132 sider |
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Side 51
... hope I shall never dare to do so . I should not wish to do wrong , even if my parents should not find it out . I remember the story of the little boy who , when away from his parents , was tempted by some friend to take some hot bread ...
... hope I shall never dare to do so . I should not wish to do wrong , even if my parents should not find it out . I remember the story of the little boy who , when away from his parents , was tempted by some friend to take some hot bread ...
Side 53
... hope neither my brother nor my cousin Edwin will get . I am sure my parents would not allow such habits . There is Willy Benson ; he is about as old as Edwin . He goes around the shop doors and looks for pieces of cigars ; and if he ...
... hope neither my brother nor my cousin Edwin will get . I am sure my parents would not allow such habits . There is Willy Benson ; he is about as old as Edwin . He goes around the shop doors and looks for pieces of cigars ; and if he ...
Side 73
... hope I shall never do so any more ; Mamma will be pleased when she sees how I mend , And have done this long seam from beginning to end . SONGS FOR THE LITTLE ONES AT HOME . BAKER AND AEN -blido sit an CHAPTER X. I REMEMBER GENTLENESS ...
... hope I shall never do so any more ; Mamma will be pleased when she sees how I mend , And have done this long seam from beginning to end . SONGS FOR THE LITTLE ONES AT HOME . BAKER AND AEN -blido sit an CHAPTER X. I REMEMBER GENTLENESS ...
Side 87
... hope , as the little girls get older , they may go into well - trained families , where they may learn to be prompt ; for my father always says , if you will learn to be prompt in every thing , you will not be very likely to be poor ...
... hope , as the little girls get older , they may go into well - trained families , where they may learn to be prompt ; for my father always says , if you will learn to be prompt in every thing , you will not be very likely to be poor ...
Side 96
... hope we may not distress our parents by getting any such habits ; for it would be very ungrateful to them , as well as displeasing to God . THE HONEST BOY . Once there was a little boy With curly hair and pleasant eye- A boy who always ...
... hope we may not distress our parents by getting any such habits ; for it would be very ungrateful to them , as well as displeasing to God . THE HONEST BOY . Once there was a little boy With curly hair and pleasant eye- A boy who always ...
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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...