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236 SONGS FOR THE

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Bring your German village, please,
With all its houses, gates, and trees ;
Your waxen doll with eyes of blue,
And all her tea-things, bright and new ;
Because, you know, you must not play,
But love to keep the Sabbath-day.

Now, take your Sabbath pictures down—
King David with his harp and crown,
Good little Samuel on his knees,

And many pleasant sights like these ;
Because, you know, you must not play,
But learn of God upon his day.

There is your hymn-book: you shall learn

A verse, and some sweet kisses earn ;

Your book of Bible stories too,

Which dear mamma will read to you:

I think, although you must not play,

We'll have a happy Sabbath-day.
M

. L. Duncan.

 

SATURDAY NIGHT.

The week is passing fast away,
The hours are almost done ;

Before I rise, the Sabbath-day
Will surely be begun.