Now Again The Yellow Sun Shines Upon My Window-Pane; Now Anothor Day'S Begun, I Can Laugh And Play Again. I Must Try To-Day To Be Kind In All I Say And Do; Then Will God Be Pleased With Me, And Mamma Will Love Me Too. For She Says That God Above Loves To See A Little Child Sweet And Gentle As The Dove, Like The Pretty Lamb So Mild.
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