THE WINTER EVENING.
It is a stormy evening, And the cold wind howls without * Battling the northern windows, Shaking the trees about. But in this play-room We do not feel its pow'r, As round the fire we gather For one short, cosy hour : For nurse will teU a story, Not one of ghosts and fays, But taken from the Bible, Sweet tales of olden days : Of David and Goliath— Of Christ the Holy Child— Of children whose hosannaa Were warbled sweet and wild : And how the loving Saviour Will cherish children still, And smile on those who love Him, And try to do His will. And now it is our bed-time, So thankfully we'll go ; For there are many wand'rers All homeless in the snow. But first we'll sing together Our little evening song, And praise the great Creator For mercies the day long. Eliza M.
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Southland Times, Issue 586, 2 November 1866, Page 2
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146THE WINTER EVENING. Southland Times, Issue 586, 2 November 1866, Page 2
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