SONGS FOR THE

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Our parents are in heaven,
Their spirits went above ;

Their sins were all forgiven,
For they the Lord did love.

God called them to forsake us,
And laid them in the dust ;
But he himself will take us,
If in his name we trust.

If Jesus will receive us
Within his precious fold,
And when he’ll please to give us
Some pretty wings of gold,
Then soon we will be flying
Up to that blessed place,
Where there is no more crying,

So near his smiling face.
Hastings’ ‘‘Nursery Songs.”

 

LOVE BETWEEN BROTHERS AND SISTERS.
Whatever brawls disturb the street,
There should be peace at home ;
Where sisters dwell and brothers meet,
Quarrels should never come.
Birds in their little nests agree ;
And ’t is a shameful sight,
When children of one family
Fall out and chide and fight.