GOOD THOUGHTS. JESUS, Lord, we look to thee, May we hate a lying tongue, Teach us for our friends to pray, May we find the sweets of prayer Cleanse our hearts, our sins forgive, GOD MADE ALL THINGS. GOD made the sun, that world of light, He made the earth on which we tread, He made the birds that sing so sweet, 'Tis through his kind and gracious care His pity sent his only Son, To die for sins which we have done; His grace, we trust, will make us meet To dwell for ever near his seat. THE DEAF CHILD. WITHIN the quiet village street, Where hangs, beneath yon cottage-eaves, His rustic cheek is rosy red, His eye is large, and bright, and mild, The passers-by stroke down his head, And smiling say, "How fair a child!" Poor silent solitary boy! He dwells alone with his own heart, And but for shapes and forms that roll This outward world were not for him. My coming from afar he spies, He runs and lays his hand on me, Then looks up with his violet eyes Into my face, and laughs for glee. And when, for every kindliness, My words of soothing love are said, His rosy finger he will press On lip, and ear, and shake his head. Then have I thought, if He, the GOD, How, by His gentle touch unbound, Not yet, not yet, though still beside, But still for us those lips have speech And well their gentle lesson teach Of pity and of gratitude. A CHILD'S MORNING PRAYER. I THANK Thee, Lord, for quiet rest, Oh! let me through this day be blest, Oh, let me love Thee! kind Thou art Give me a gentle, holy heart, Be Thou my Friend on high. Help me to please my parents dear, Bless all my friends, both far and near, A CHILD'S EVENING PRAYER. JESUS, tender Shepherd, hear me ! All this day Thy hand has led me, |