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1 Fold thy hands in prayer, my child,
Gently bow thine head;
To our glorious God in heaven
Children's prayers are said;
And the Angels pure and fair
Bow before His presence there.
2 Close thine eyes in prayer, my child,
Close thy roving eyes;
Wandering looks would fill thine heart
With all vanities.
Kneeling to the King of kings,
Would thou gaze on earthly things?
3 Guard thine heart in prayer, my child,
Closely guard thine heart,
Lest with holy, earnest thoughts
Bad ones have their part:
When we to our Father pray
Let us mean the things we say.
Amen.Source: Voices of Praise: for school and church and home #146