McGuffey's First Eclectic Reader

Lesson Lviii.

fallin'g counts woes nigh be gun' griefs

stars tear morn'ing Lord each joys

When the stars at set of sun Watch you from on high When the morning has begun Think the Lord is nigh.

All you do and all you say, He can see and hear: When you work and when you play, Think the Lord is near.

All your joys and griefs He knows Counts each falling tear. When to Him you tell your woes, Know the Lord is near. ]