THE CHILD'S QUESTIONS. WHо made the pretty fields, mamma, Who made the pretty stars, mamma, 'Twas God, my child, who made the world, And all things bright and fair; His goodness keeps us from all harm, His hand is everywhere. And did He make the trees, mamma, The rivers and the sea, And the bright sun that from the sky Shines down so cheerfully? And can God see us all, mamma, He sees us all, my little one, High on His heavenly throne He hears Then learn to love Him, little child, And seek Him day by day. CHILD'S OWN BOOK. THE GOLDEN RULE. To do to others as I would Whether I am at home or school, Or walking out abroad, I never should forget this rule Of Jesus Christ, our Lord. SONGS FOR LITTLE ONES. Good ships be on her waters, Right joyously we're singing, We're glad to make it known, That we love the land we live in, And our Queen upon her throne. Then hurrah for merry England! HYMNS AND RHYMES. LULLABY. WHAT does little birdie say, What does little baby say, A. TENNYSON. I MAY, if I have but a mind Do good in many ways; Sad would it be, though young and small, One gentle word that I may speak, Or one kind, loving deed, May, though a trifle poor and weak, Prove like a tiny seed; And who can tell what good may spring, From such a very little thing. |