...flower that opens, Each little bird that sings, lie made their glowing colours, Ho made their tiny wings. The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God made them, high or lowly, And ordered their estate. The purple-headed mountains, The river running by, The sunset,...

...es-tate, bright-ens, pleas-ant, peas-ant, meadows, pur-pie, shin-ing, run-ning, low-ly, moun-tain. All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great...river running by, The sunset, and the morning That brightens up the sky. The cold wind in the winter, The pleasant summer sun, The ripe fruit in the garden,...

...made their tiny wings ; The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God made them, high or lowly, And ordered their estate. The purple-headed...river running by, . The sunset, and the morning That brightens up the sky ; The cold wind in the winter, The pleasant summer sun, The ripe fruits in the...

...little flower that opens, Each little bird that sings, He made their glowing colours, He made their tiny wings ; The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God made them, high or lowly, And order'd their estate. The purple-headed mountain, The river running by, The sunset, and...

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...flower that opens, Each little bird that sings, He made their glowing colors, He made their tiny wings. The purple-headed mountain, The river running by, The sunset and the morning That brightens up the sky. He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell How great is God Almighty...

...riches of the season's bookmaking. This is as it should he. Christmas is a season of joy for all, for " the rich man in his castle, the poor man at his gate," and in the goodly store of books before us we have faro for both. If richness of illustration is sought...

...flower that opens, Each little bird that singe, He made their glowing colon, He made their tiny wings. The purple-headed mountain, The river running by,...sunset, and the morning That brighten up the sky. The tall trees in the greenwood, The meadows where we play, The rushes by the water We gather every day....

...little flower that opens, Each little bird that sings, He made their glowing colours, He made their tiny wings. The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate, God made them, high or lowly, And ordered their estate. The purple-headed mountain, The river running by, The sunset, and...

...little flower that opens, Each little bird that sings ; He made their glowing colors, He made their tiny wings. " The rich man in his castle, The poor man at his gate — God made them, high or lowly, And ordered their estate. " The purple-headed mountain, The river running by, The sunset,...