 | My little song book : adapted to children and youth |  |
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The Stars.
See, the stars are coming,
In the far blue skies!
Mother, look! they brighten—
Are they angels' eyes?
In the far blue skies!
Mother, look! they brighten—
Are they angels' eyes?
No, my child, the lustre
Of the stars is given,
Like the hues of flowers,
By the God of heaven.
Of the stars is given,
Like the hues of flowers,
By the God of heaven.
Mother, if I study,
Sure He'll let me know
Why the stars He kindled,
O'er our earth to glow?—
Sure He'll let me know
Why the stars He kindled,
O'er our earth to glow?—
Child, what God has finished
Has a glorious aim:
Thine it is to worship,
Thine to love His name.
Has a glorious aim:
Thine it is to worship,
Thine to love His name.
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