LITTLE ONES AT HOME. 89

 

'T is to sing a merry song,
To the pleasant morning light ;
Why stay in my nest so long,
When the sun is shining bright?
Little lady, this is why
I sing so early in the sky.

To the little birds below,
I do sing a merry tune ;
And I let the ploughman know,
He must come to labor soon.
Little lady, this is why
I am singing in the sky.
Songs for Children.

 

NEVER FORGET TO PRAY.
Never, my child, forget to pray,
Whate’er the business of the day:
If happy dreams have blessed thy sleep,
If startling fears have made thee weep,
With holy thoughts begin the day,
And ne’er, my child, forget to pray.

 
  
  
   
 
    

Pray Him by whom the birds are fed,
To give to thee thy daily bread :
If wealth his bounty should bestow, !
Praise Him from whom all blessings flow : |
If he who gave should take away, |
O ne’er, my child, forget to pray. |