Thus writes a lady from the Home;
And Fred has asked papa,
To take them both, and let them live
With him and dear mamma.
Papa replies: “My dear, I think
We’ve boys enough already;
But we will take the little girl—
A play-mate for our Freddy.”
O, must these little orphans part?
What will the poor boy do?
He hesitates a moment, then
He says, “we’ll take the two!
“For ’twould be very hard, to part
The sister from her brother;
Poor little friendless ones, who now
So dearly love each other.
“Mamma will not consent, I’m sure,
These orphans thus to part,
There’s room enough to hold them both,
In her warm, loving heart.”
Fred runs at once to ask mamma,
If she will be a mother
To this dear little girl and boy—
The sister and the brother.
She prays her Savior, then, to guide,
And teach her what to do;
Fred soon returns to tell papa,—
“Yes; we must take the two!”
For while she knelt in earnest prayer,
The Savior seemed to say,
In sweetest accents to her heart,
“Work, while ’tis called to-day.
“Take these dear little orphans home—
Go, feed these lambs for me,
And I will care for you and yours,
I will your Savior be.”
Oh, will not other parents hear,
The Savior sweetly plead,
For my sake, take these orphans home,
And be my friends indeed.