THE BALL.

ALL men, black, brown, red, yellow, white

Are brethren in their Father's sight.

To do each other good is right,

But not to wrangle, steal, or fight.

A thousand millions, young and old,

Some in the heat, some in the cold,

Upon this Ball of Earth are roll'd

Around the Sun's great flame of gold.

[Illustration]

And this great Sun is like indeed

One daisy in a daisied mead;

For GOD'S power doth all thought exceed.

And of us also He takes heed.

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