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SUNRISE.

1 When from my humble bed I rise,
And see the morning sun,
That, glorious in the eastern skies,
Its journey has begun,

2 I think of the Almighty Power
Which called this orb from night;
I think how many at this hour
Rejoice beneath its light.

3 And then I pray, in every land,
Where'er this light is shed,
That all who live may bless the Hand
Which gives their daily bread.

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SUMMER'S EVENING.

1 As homeward by the evening star
I pass along the plain,
I see the taper's light afar,
Shine through our cottage pane.

2 My brothers and my sisters dear,
The child upon the knee,
Spring when my hastening steps they hear,
And smile to welcome me.

3 But when the fire is growing dim,
And mother's labours cease,
I fold my hands, repeat my hymn,
And lay me down in peace.

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SPRING--CUCKOO.

1 The bee is humming in the sun,
The yellow cowslip springs,
And, hark! from yonder woodland's side
Again the cuckoo sings!

2 Cuckoo, cuckoo, no other note
She sings from day to day;
But I, though a poor cottage girl,
Can work, and read, and pray.

3 And whilst in knowledge I rejoice,
Which heavenly truth displays,
Oh! let me still employ my voice
In my Redeemer's praise.

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SHEEPFOLD.

1 The sheep were in the fold at night,
And now a new-born lamb
Totters and trembles in the light,
Or bleats beside its dam.

2 How anxiously the mother tries,
With every tender care,
To screen it from inclement skies,
And the cold morning air!

3 The hailstorm of the east is fled,
She seems with joy to swell,
Whilst ever as she bends her head,
I hear the tinkling bell.

4 So while for me a mother's prayer
Ascends to heaven above,
May I repay her tender care
With gratitude and love!

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HEN AND CHICKENS.

1 See, sister, where the chickens trip,
All busy in the morn!
Look how their heads they dip and dip,
To peck the scattered corn!

2 Dear sister, shall we shut our eyes,
And to th