THANK GOD FOR LITTLE CHILDREN.
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That Vashti lay aside her crown,
Thy Queen no more to be."
Thy Queen no more to be."
She heard again the King's command,
And left her high estate;
Strong in her earnest womanhood,
She calmly met her fate,
And left her high estate;
Strong in her earnest womanhood,
She calmly met her fate,
And left the palace of the King,
Proud of her spotless name—
A woman who could bend to grief,
But would not bow to shame.
Proud of her spotless name—
A woman who could bend to grief,
But would not bow to shame.
Thank God for Little Children.
Thank God for little children,
Bright flowers by earth's wayside,
The dancing, joyous lifeboats
Upon life's stormy tide.
Bright flowers by earth's wayside,
The dancing, joyous lifeboats
Upon life's stormy tide.
Thank God for little children;
When our skies are cold and gray,
They come as sunshine to our hearts,
And charm our cares away.
When our skies are cold and gray,
They come as sunshine to our hearts,
And charm our cares away.
