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A MOTHER TEACHING HER CHILD TO PRAY.
Kneel, my child, thy God is here!Kneel in love and filial fear;
Love Him,—for his grace he shews thee,
Fear Him,—for he made, and knows thee.
Thou art his, through Christ his Son,
Sav'd by grace, by mercy won:
Thou wast lost, thy precious boy,
Lost to everlasting joy;
But my Saviour sought and found thee,
And his blessings now surround thee:
Praise Him for his constant care,
Pray to him,—He heedeth pray'r.
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