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As much as this great book will weigh—you see it is not light,—

Run home and see what you can find, and bring them before night.

The boy was very poor, indeed, but he was good and kind,

And when he went among his friends, it was not hard to find

Those who approved of Willie’s care of God’s most Holy Word,

They gladly gave the papers when the story they had heard.

An hour had scarcely passed, when the grocer saw, with pleasure,

The little boy returning to claim the promised treasure.

He placed the Bible in one scale, the papers in the other.

Oh, thank you, sir! ’tis mine! he cried, and ran to tell his mother.

How happy was that mother; God’s Word was her delight

A light unto her path by day,—a guiding star at night;

She raised her heart in thankfulness, that he had learned to prize

His precious Bible, and had gained a treasure in the skies.

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Spare the dear little birds, don’t kill them I pray!

But listen, and hear their sweet song;

To spoil all our music, and shoot them to-day,