Child Meditation

How sweet to lay my little head,

At night, upon my quiet bed,

And feel assured that all day long,

I have not knowingly done wrong.

How sweet to hear my mother say,

"You have been very good to-day."

How sweet to see my father's joy,

When he can say, "my dear good boy."

How sweet to think the God I love,

"Who made the shining worlds above,

My pure and happy heart can see,

And loves a little child like me.