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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.

i.

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 throng
We 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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