First Hymn or a child’s prayer

God made the bright, round sun;He made the pretty flowers;The little birds, the trees, the cloudsThe rain that falls in showers.He made papa, mamma,And baby brother, too;**And mother says He looks from Heaven,And sees each thing I do.Then I must try to bePleasant, and sweet, and mild;For the good God who made me lovesA kind, …

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