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THE TWO DEDICATIONS.
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The world, my fair and frolic boy, May give thy feelings new directions,But may its changes ne'er destroy The fervour of thy warm affections!Still may thy glad contented eyes Smile on each object they are meeting,Yet, most of earthly blessings, prize A parent's look—a parent's greeting!
And, oh! may He, whose boundless love Excels the ken of human blindness,The wisest father's care above— Beyond the fondest mother's kindness—Teach thy young heart for Him to glow; Thy ways from sin and sorrow sever,And guide thy steps in peace below, To realms where peace endures for ever!
The Two Dedications.

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Our darling is baptised to-day, And with two hearts at one,We have offered up to Jesus Our little first-born son.
It is his dedication-day— A day of peace and joy,And purpose, hope, and prayer for him Bull well our hearts employ.
In his white robes our baby slept While midst the Sabbath throngWe held him up for baptism With prayer and sacred song.
And still he slept, though storm and snow Beat down our hill-bound glen,And tore his snowy coverings off As we bore him home again.
Sweetly he slept through all, nor knew Of fear, or cold, or storm,Till in his mother's arms at home He wakened, cradled warm.
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