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Show . f SLEEP. I While children sleep -' lbej know Dot that their fa-hex tolls; They know not that their mother prays Bending In blessing o'er tlieir beds. Imploring grace for attar days. While children Bleep They never dream tbatottiers work That they may have their daily bread; When morning comes they rise and eat, And never oak how they are fed. ' While oblMren sleep They do not see the shining sun They do not see the gracious dew. In daily miracle of lore. Is ever making all things new. I Do we not sleep, And know not that our Father works, With watchful oare about our way? He bends in blessing from above His love bl oods o'er us day by day. Do we not sleep, 1 And never dream that others work, Reaping the sheaves that might be oursr We see not how the suadows fall, V Which mark the swift deporting hours. -i Ah, still we sleep! Our drowsy eyes see not the light, Bee not the bands stretched out to bless, Bee not that waiting for us stands I God's kingdom and his righteousness. -Good Words. . |