Proverbs 20:11

• [Pro 20:11] We Are But Little Children Weak

  We are but little children weak, Nor born in any high estate; What can we do for Jesus’ sake, Who is so high and good and great? We know the holy innocents Laid down for Him their infant life, And martyrs brave and patient saints Have stood for Him in fire and strife. We wear the cross they wore of old Our lips have learned like vows to make; We need not die; we cannot fight; What may we do for Jesus’ sake? O day by day each Christian child Has much to do, without, within; A death to die for Jesus’ sake, A weary war to wage with sin. When deep within our swelling hearts The thoughts of pride and anger rise, When bitter words are on our tongues, And tears of passion in our eyes; Then we may stay the angry blow, Then we may check the hasty word, Give gentle answers back again, And fight a battle for our Lord. With smiles of peace and looks of love, Light in our dwellings we may make, Bid kind good humor brighten there, And still do all for Jesus’ sake. There’s not a child so weak and small But has his little cross to take, His little work of love and praise, That he may do for Jesus’ sake.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Proverbs 22:19

• [Pro 22:19] Mother’s Goodbye, The

  Sit down by the side of your mother, my boy, You have only a moment, I know; But you’ll stay till I give you my parting advice, ’Tis all that I have to bestow. You leave us to seek for employment, my boy, By the world you have yet to be tried; But in all the temptations and struggles you meet, May your heart in the Savior confide. Refrain Hold fast to the right, Hold fast to the right, Wherever your footsteps may roam; O forsake not the way of salvation, my boy, That you learned from your mother at home. You’ll find in your satchel a Bible, my boy, ’Tis the book of all others the best; It will teach you to live, it will help you to die, And lead to the gates of the blest. I gave you to God, in your cradle, my boy, I have taught you the best that I knew; And as long as His mercy permits me to live, I shall never cease praying for you. Refrain Your father is coming to bid you goodbye, O how lonely and sad we shall be; But when far from the scenes of your childhood and youth, You’ll think of your father and me. I want you to feel every word I have said, For it came from the depths of my love; And, my boy, if we never behold you on earth, Will you promise to meet us above? Refrain

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  source: Cyberhymnal