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MOTHER.

Awake, my daughter, come and see

This Robin red-breast on the tree;

Open your drowsy eyes!

Spring up from bed and see her now,

She’s lighting on the highest bough,

Come quick, before she flies!

LILLIE.

Yes, dear mamma, I see the bird,

And sweeter notes I never heard

Than she is warbling now;

I hope she will not fly away,

But sit and sing the live-long day,

On this, her favorite bough.

MOTHER.

The birds must build their nests in Spring,

They have to work as well as sing;

To their Creator’s praise,

Since early dawn, dear Lillie, she

Has warbled out, from yonder tree,

Her very sweetest lays.

Now tell me, who has kindly kept

My little daughter while she slept;

Who heard her evening prayer,

And gently closed the weary eye,

Nor suffered danger to come nigh,

But kept her in his care?

LILLIE.

I laid me down, mamma, and slept,

Because the Lord sustained and kept

His child thro’ all the night;

And now I lift my heart and pray,

O, God, I thank thee for this day,

That I may see its light!

When all my friends were fast asleep,

Thou didst my soul in safety keep,

And took kind care of me;

Father in Heaven, O, hear me now,

As at thy feet I humbly bow,

To ask a gift of thee.

Give me thy spirit from above,

That I may learn to know and love

My best and dearest Friend,—

The Savior, who hath died for me,

That I his little lamb may be,

O Lord thy spirit send!

And now, be with me all the day,

That whether I’m at work or play,

I may remember, then,

The eye of God is still on me,

Oh, help me thy dear child to be,

For Jesus’ sake,—Amen.