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MY PRAYER.

ffhere is a pretty lullaby knocking at my. And U ret I cannot sln S it for no little Hies ioff and S warm above my Heart, to WSWlAaTlfin would sing are only still and. cold.

tttsre is a little tapping against my heart tapping that a cradle's rockers make, . . ~ lind my foot keeps moving, moving, as * x It fain would keep, f . The crafile gently rocking, lest my little dream child shoula wake.

Oil, little empty cradle, oh, little babe o , I how my "lead down meekly, and meekly } * , Good*ShephMd y "of the litUe lambs, spare I just one lamb lor mc, -x»™ I ;TK3 you lay a little head ef_SOla_aD°v c 1 t ' as. heart pne day? -.

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Auckland Star, Volume LV, Issue 76, 29 March 1924, Page 17

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MY PRAYER. Auckland Star, Volume LV, Issue 76, 29 March 1924, Page 17

MY PRAYER. Auckland Star, Volume LV, Issue 76, 29 March 1924, Page 17