The word-making primer, designed for use in elementary schools. By a schoolmaster

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Page 57 - The LORD, ye know, is GOD indeed ; Without our aid He did us make : We are His flock, He doth us feed, And for His sheep He doth us take.
Page 57 - For why? the Lord our God is good, His mercy is for ever sure; His truth at all times firmly stood, And shall from age to age endure.
Page 64 - My God, who makes the sun to know His proper hour to rise, And to give light to all below, Doth send him round the skies. When from the chambers of the east His morning race begins, He never tires, nor stops to rest, But round the world he shines.
Page 20 - I like little pussy, her coat is so warm, And if I don't hurt her, she'll do me no harm; So I'll not pull her tail, nor drive her away, But pussy and I very gently will play: 2.
Page 47 - Mischief, adding, for want of a Nail, the Shoe was lost ; for want of a Shoe the Horse was lost ; and for want of a Horse the Rider was lost, being overtaken and slain by the Enemy, all for want of Care about a Horse-shoe Nail.
Page 55 - WORK while you work, Play while you play, That is the way To be cheerful and gay. All that you do, Do with your might, Things done by halves Are never done right.
Page 64 - And to give light to all below, Doth send him round the skies. When from the chambers of the east His morning race begins, He never tires nor stops to rest, But round the world he shines. So like the sun would I fulfil The business of the day; Begin my work betimes, and still March on my heavenly way. Give me, 0 Lord, thy early grace, Nor let my soul complain That the young morning of my days Has all been spent in vain.
Page 55 - One thing each time, And that done well, Is a very good rule, As many can tell.
Page 52 - TURN, turn thy hasty foot aside, Nor crush that helpless worm : The frame thy wayward looks deride, Required a God to form. The common Lord of all that move, From whom thy being flowed, A portion of his boundless love On that poor worm bestowed.
Page 21 - 11 never hurt my little dog, But stroke and pat his head : I like to see him wag his tail, I like to see him fed. Poor little thing, how very good, And very useful too: For, do you know, that he will mind What he is bid to do.

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