Morning

MORNING

Dear Lord, another day has come.
And through the hours of night,
In a good bed and quiet home
I've slept till morning light.

Then let me give Thee thanks and praise,
For Thou art very good;
Oh, teach my little heart to raise
The prayer that children should.

Keep me this day from faults and sin,
And make me good and mild;
Thy Holy Spirit place within,
Grant grace unto a child.

Help me obey my parents dear,
For they are very kind;
And when the hour of rest draws near,
Another prayer I'll find. 

The Orphan's Hymn

 THE ORPHAN'S HYMN

Father, - an orphan's prayer receive,
And listen to my plaintive cry:
Thou only canst my wants relieve,
Who art my Father in the sky.

I have no father here below,
No mother kind to wipe my tears, -
These tender names I never know,
To soothe my grief and quell my fears.

But Thou wilt be my parent, - nigh
In every hour of deep distress,
And listen to an orphan's sigh,
And soothe the anguish of my breast.

For Thou hast promised all I need,
More than a father's, mother's care:
Thou wilt the hungry orphan feed,
And always listen to my prayer.

Color Moses as he carries the law...

Description of The Coloring Page: The WOG coloring pages are from India. These have been dedicated to the children of the internet by this ministry. The collection was compiled by Yesudas Solomon in 2020 at www.WordOfGod.in, you may contact them at wordofgod@wordofgod.in to ask about these particular resources. The scripture reference is about Moses who carries the law, 10 commandments, down from the mountain where God has given them to him.

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Miriam watches over baby Moses...

Description of The Coloring Page: The WOG coloring pages are from India. These have been dedicated to the children of the internet by this ministry. The collection was compiled by Yesudas Solomon in 2020 at www.WordOfGod.in, you may contact them at wordofgod@wordofgod.in to ask about these particular resources. The scripture reference is about Miriam's baby brother Moses. Miriam hides her brother in the Reed Sea during the day so that Egyptian soldiers will not find him and kill him.

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Evening

EVENING

The day is gone, the silent night
Invites me to my peaceful bed;
But, Lord, I know that it is right
To thank Thee, ere I rest my head.

For my good meals and pleasant hours.
That I have had this present day.
Let me exert my infant powers
To praise Thee, nor forget to pray.

Thou art most good. I can't tell all
That Thou hast ever done for me;
My Shepherd, now on Thee I call,
From dangers still preserve me free.

If I've been naughty on this day,
Oh! make me sorry for my fault; 
Do Thou forgive, and teach the way
To follow Jesus as I ought. 

And now I'll lay me down to rest,
Myself, - my friends, - all safely keep;
May Thy great name be ever blest,
Both when we wake, and when we sleep. 

A Moment Too Late!

 A MOMENT TOO LATE!

A moment too late, my beautiful bird, -
A moment too late are you now,
The wind has your soft, downy nest disturbed, -
The nest that you hung on the bough.
A moment too late, - that string in your bill
Would have fastened it firmly and strong;
But see, there it goes rolling over the hill!
Oh! you tarried a moment too long.

A moment too late, - too late, busy bee,
The honey has dropped from the flower;
No use to creep under the petals to see,
It stood ready to drop for an hour.
A moment too late, - had you sped on your wing,
The honey would not have been gone;
But see what a very, - a very sad thing,
'T is to tarry a moment too long.

A little sonnet about little things...

A LITTLE SONNET ABOUT LITTLE THINGS.

The little, smoky vapors
Produce the drops of rain;
These little drops commingle,
And form the boundless main.

Then, drops compose the fountains:
And little grains of sand
Compose the mighty mountains,
That high above us stand.

The little atoms, it is said.
Compose the solid earth;
Such truths will show, if rightly read,
What little things are worth.

For, as the sea of drops is made,
So it is Heaven's plan.
That atoms should compose the globe,
And actions mark the man.

The little seconds soon pass by,
And leave our time the less;
And on these moments, as they fly,
Hang woe or happiness.

For, as the present hour is spent,
So must the future be;
Each action lives, in its effect.
Through all eternity.

The little sins and follies,
That lead the soul astray,
Leave stains, that tears of penitence,
May never wash away.

And little acts of charity,
And little deeds of love,
May make this world a paradise.
Like to that world above.
 

Examination

EXAMINATION

Before we close our eyes to-night,
Oh, let us each these questions ask!
Have we endeavored to do right, 
Nor thought our duty a hard task?

Have we been gentle, lowly, meek.
And the small voice of conscience heard?
When passion tempted us to speak,
Have we repressed the angry word? 

Have we with cheerful zeal obeyed;
What our kind parents bade us do? 
And not by word or action said
The thing that was not strictly true?

In hard temptation's troubled hour.
Oh! have we stopped to think and pray,
That God would please to give us power
To chase the naughty thought away?

Oh, Thou! who seest all my heart,
Do Thou forgive and love me siill -
And unto me new strength impart,
And make me love and do Thy will. 

Noah builds an altar coloring page...

Description of The Coloring Page: The WOG coloring pages are from India. These have been dedicated to the children of the internet by this ministry. The collection was compiled by Yesudas Solomon in 2020 at www.WordOfGod.in, you may contact them at wordofgod@wordofgod.in to ask about these particular resources. The scripture reference is about Noah building an altar to thank God for safe passage during 40 days and nights of flooding and pouring rain.

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Time

 TIME

A minute, - how soon it is flown!
And yet, how important it is!
God calls every moment His own, -
For all our existence is His:
And tho' we may waste many moments each day,
He notices each that we squander away.

We should not a minute despise,
Although it so quickly is o'er;
We know that it rapidly flies,
And therefore should prize it the more.
Another, indeed, may appear in its stead;
But that precious minute, for ever, is fled.

'Tis easy to squander our years
In idleness, folly, and strife;
But, oh! no repentance nor tears
Can bring back one moment of life.
Then wisely improve all the time as it goes.
And life will be happy, and peaceful the close.

God Is Love

 GOD IS LOVE

Lo! the heavens are breaking,
Pure and bright above;
Light and life awaking,
Murmur, "God is love."

Music now is ringing,
Through the leafy grove.
Feathered songsters, singing.
Warble, "God is love."

Wake, my heart, and springing.
Spread thy wings above;
Soaring still, and singing, -
Singing, "God is love."

The Life-Clock

THE LIFE-CLOCK

There is a little mystic clock,
No human eye hath seen,
That beateth on, - and beateth on, -
From morning until e'en.

And when the soul is wrapped in sleep,
All silent and alone.
It ticks and ticks the livelong night,
And never runneth down.

Oh! wondrous is that work of art,
Which knells the passing hour;
But art ne'er formed, nor mind conceived,
The life-clock's magic power.

Not set in gold, nor decked with gems,
By wealth and pride possessed;
But rich or poor, or high or low,
Each bears it in his breast.

Such is the clock that measures life, -
Of flesh and spirit blended, -
And thus 'twill run within the breast,
Till that strange life is ended.