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Do Thy Little.

Do thy little, do it well; Do what right and reason tell; Do what wrong and sorrow claim Conquer sin and cover shame. Do thy little, thoogh it be Dreariness and drudgery; They whom OhrUt apostles made “ Gathered fragments ” when He bade. Do thy little; never mind Though thy brethren be unkind; Though the men who ought to smile Mock and taunt thee for awhile. Do thy little; never fear While thy Sav'our standeth near; Let the world its javelins throw, On thy way undaunted go. Do thy litt'e; God has made Million leaves for forest shade; Smallest stars their glory bring; Godemployeth everything. —‘ British Friend.’

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Evening Star, Issue 8613, 5 September 1891, Page 1 (Supplement)

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109

Do Thy Little. Evening Star, Issue 8613, 5 September 1891, Page 1 (Supplement)

Do Thy Little. Evening Star, Issue 8613, 5 September 1891, Page 1 (Supplement)