Powerless and lowly,
We lean on thy arm--
Watcher of Israel,
Keep us from harm!

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WELCOME.

There comes a little bird
In at the door;
Do see! Upon my word,
It's on the floor.

Little bird, come and stay;
Here you are welcome,
Or you may fly away
To your own home.

I will give you bread,
Much as you say;
After you have fed,
You may skip away.

There, on the cherry-tree,
Build your downy nest,
Or in any other