We've forgotten all the blessings of the times we daily knelt
For the hallowed, sweet home-worship that so earnestly wo felt;
When "father" read the chapter and "mother" raised the hymn;
Oh! as I now recall it my eyes with tears grow dim.
For the hallowed, sweet home-worship that so earnestly wo felt;
When "father" read the chapter and "mother" raised the hymn;
Oh! as I now recall it my eyes with tears grow dim.
We've forgotten all those Sundays which so happily were spent,
When "going to church" was something that life a beauty lent;
When hymns were sung with fervor to tunes we each had learned,
And we filled the mission-boxes with the pennies we had earned.
When "going to church" was something that life a beauty lent;
When hymns were sung with fervor to tunes we each had learned,
And we filled the mission-boxes with the pennies we had earned.
We've forgotten! Ah, remembrance grows faint and fainter yet,
And the days that speed us onward we shall more and more regret,
If we strive not to remember that blessed long ago,
When Jesus Christ, the lowly, a perfect life did show.
And the days that speed us onward we shall more and more regret,
If we strive not to remember that blessed long ago,
When Jesus Christ, the lowly, a perfect life did show.
IMPATIENCE
Check the hasty answer;
Smooth the wrinkling brow;
By and by, repentant,
Thou wilt grieve for now.
Smooth the wrinkling brow;
By and by, repentant,
Thou wilt grieve for now.
Check the thought that frets thee;
In a little while
Thou thyself wilt conquer,
Winning with a smile.
In a little while
Thou thyself wilt conquer,
Winning with a smile.
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