Up, be doing, little children:
Up, be doing, while 'tis day;
Do the work the Master gives you,
Do not loiter by the way:
For we all have work before us,
Thou, my child, as well as I;
Let us seek to learn our duty,
And perform it cheerfully.
Be up and doing, little children,
Gentle be, and ever kind;
Helpful to your loving mothers,
E'en their slightest wishes mind.
Let your little playmates love you,
For your care and gentle play;
And the feeble and more wilful,
Help them by your kindly way.
"PRAYER IS THE SOUL'S SINCERE DESIRE."
Prayer is the soul's sincere desire,
Uttered or unexpressed;
The motion of a hidden fire
That glows within the breast.
Prayer is the burden of a sigh,
The falling of a tear,
The upward glancing of an eye,
When none but God is near.
Prayer is the simplest form of speech
That infant lips can try;
Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach
The Majesty on high.