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I BY THE CRADLE	A
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Close her eyes she must not peep	B
Let her little puds go slack	C
Slide away far into sleep	B
Sis will watch till she comes back	C
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Mother's knitting at the door	D
Waiting till the kettle sings	E
When the kettle's song is o'er	F
She will set the bright tea things	E
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Father's busy making hay	G
In the meadow by the brook	H
Not so very far away	G
Close its peeps it needn't look	H
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God is round us everywhere	I
Sees the scythe glitter and rip	J
Watches baby gone somewhere	I
Sees how mother's fingers skip	J
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Sleep dear baby sleep outright	K
Mother's sitting just behind	L
Father's only out of sight	K
God is round us like the wind	L
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II SWEEPING THE FLOOR	D
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Sweep and sweep and sweep the floor	D
Sweep the dust pick up the pin	M
Make it clean from fire to door	D
Clean for father to come in	M
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Mother said that God goes sweeping	N
Looking sweeping with a broom	O
All the time that we are sleeping	N
For a shilling in the room	O
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Did he drop it out of glory	P
Walking far above the birds	Q
Or did parson make the story	P
For the thinking afterwards	Q
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If I were the swept for shilling	N
I would hearken through the gloom	O
Roll out fast and fall down willing	N
Right before the sweeping broom	O
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III WASHING THE CLOTHES	R
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This is the way we wash the clo'es	R
Free from dirt and smoke and clay	G
Through and through the water flows	R
Carries Ugly right away	G
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This is the way we bleach the clo'es	R
Lay them out upon the green	S
Through and through the sunshine goes	R
Makes them white as well as clean	S
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This is the way we dry the clo'es	R
Hang them on the bushes about	T
Through and through the soft wind blows	R
Draws and drives the wetness out	T
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Water sun and windy air	I
Make the clothes clean white and sweet	U
Lay them now in lavender	F
For the Sunday folded neat	U
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IV DRAWING WATER	F
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Dark as if it would not tell	V
Lies the water still and cool	W
Dip the bucket in the well	V
Lift it from the precious pool	W
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Up it comes all brown and dim	X
Telling of the twilight sweet	U
As it rises to the brim	X
See the sun and water meet	U
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See the friends each other hail	Y
Here you are cries Master Sun	Z
Mistress Water from the pail	Y
Flashes back alive with fun	Z
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Have you not a tale to tell	V
Water as I take you home	A2
Tell me of the hidden well	V
Whence you first of all did come	B2
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Of it you have kept some flavour	F
Through long paths of darkling strife	C2
Water all has still a savour	F
Of the primal well of life	C2
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Could you show the lovely way	G
Back and up through sea and sky	D2
To that well Oh happy day	G
I would drink and never die	D2
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Jesus sits there on its brink	E2
All the world's great thirst to slake	E2
Offering every one to drink	E2
Who will only come and take	E2
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Lord of wells and waters all	F2
Lord of rains and dewy beads	R
Unto thee my thirst doth call	F2
For the thing thou know'st it needs	R
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Come home water sweet and cool	W
Gift of God thou always art	G2
Spring up Well more beautiful	A
Rise in mine straight from his heart	G2
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V CLEANING THE WINDOWS	R
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Wash the window rub it dry	D2
Make the ray door clean and bright	K
He who lords it in the sky	D2
Loves on cottage floors to light	K
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Looking over sea and beck	E2
Mountain forest orchard bloom	O
He can spy the smallest speck	E2
Anywhere about the room	O
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See how bright his torch is blazing	E2
In the heart of mother's store	F
Strange I never saw him gazing	E2
So into that press before	F
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Ah I see the wooden pane	H2
In the window dull and dead	I2
Father called its loss a gain	H2
And a glass one put instead	I2
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What a difference it makes	R
How it melts the filmy gloom	O
What a little more it takes	R
Much to brighten up a room	O
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There I spy a dusty streak	E2
There a corner not quite clean	S
There a cobweb There the sneak	E2
Of a spider watching keen	S
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Lord of suns and eyes that see	R
Shine into me see and show	J2
Leave no darksome spot in me	R
Where thou dost not shining go	J2
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Fill my spirit full of eyes	R
Doors of light in every part	G2
Open windows to the skies	R
That no moth corrupt my heart	G2

George Macdonald

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