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“Dear God, bless my two little eyes, and make them twinkle happy. Bless my two ears, and help me to hear mother call me. Bless my two lips, and make them speak kind and true. Bless my two hands, and make them good and not touch what they mustn’t. Bless my two feet, and make them go where they ought to. Bless my heart, and make it love God and my father and mother and everybody. Please let ugly sin never get hold of me—never, never!”

“The Lord my body did prepare

My dwelling-place to be,

And still it is a temple where

He daily meets with me.

“My head, my hands, my heart are His;

He knows my being well;

And all its many mysteries

My Lord alone can tell.

“To walk in ways of wickedness

My feet can not afford;

For all the powers I possess

Are holy to the Lord.

“I’ll pray to Him from day to day

To lead my steps aright,

That I along His heavenly way

May be a shining light.

“And He will keep my temple free

From every touch of sin;

He truly saves and cleanses me,

That He may dwell within.

“My eyes must see the good and true;