hers breast was fed,Though Gods own Son was he ; He learned the first small words he said,Meek at his mothers knee. He held us to his mighty breast, The children of the earth ;He lifted up his hands and blessed The babes of human birth. Although he is the Son of God, Our gracious Saviour, too,The… … THE J3HOEMAKER. WANDERING up and down one day, I peeped in a window over the way, And putting his needle through and through, There sat the cobbler making a shoe. Kat-a-tap, tap, Tick-a-tack, too;This is the way I make a shoe. Oer lasts of wood his bits of leather He stretches and fits, then sews…
Children's poetry
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