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The child leans on its parent's breast,
Leaves there its cares, and is at rest ;
The bird sits singing by his nest,
And tells aloud
His trust in God, and so is blest
Neath every cloud.
He has no store, he sows no seed ;
Yet sings aloud, and doth not heed ;
By flowing stream or grassy mead
He sings to shame
Men, who forget, in fear of need
A Father's name.
Neath every cloud.
The heart that trusts for ever sings,
And feels as light as it had wings ;
A well of peace within it springs :
Come good or ill,
Whate er to-day, to-morrow brings
It is His will !
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LYRICS
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8 8 8 4 8 4
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| 1903 | # 350 |
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