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My Happy Home. distant far from here, that dear familiar spot. mid groves and fertile fields, my father's humble cot. is dearer far than place on earth besides, be so pure so free. the flow of love's warm tide. and parental love, my mother's tender care, too. I'd not forget, and brother's fervent prayer would bless the absent ones, and He their portion be. to answer this request and bless us day by day. Meadows? green, the rippling brook pursues its winding way mind of studious youth, grows deeper every day. carpet on its banks, the shade on either side, enchantment to the place I love at eventide. bears me back to where, at morning and at even Find? the alter there, and learn the way to heaven. unclear a portion read, a time with solemn air, all, our father leads in earnest grateful prayer. the morn of Holy time, I fain would fly away dear father's little flock, thus spend the Sabbath day. School, and Bible Class, may Jesus greatly bless.