Memories of Childhood's Slavery Days by Annie L. Burton
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page 55 of 67 (82%)
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ANNIE L. BURTON The earth, the firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, Were made by God's creative power Six thousand years ago or more. Man, too, was formed to till the ground; Birds, beasts, and fish to move around; The fish to swim, the birds to fly, And all to praise the Love most high. This world is round, wise men declare, And hung on nothing in the air. The moon around the earth doth run; The earth moves on its center, too; The earth and moon around the sun As wheels and tops and pulleys do. Water and land make up the whole, From East to West, from pole to pole. Vast mountains rear their lofty heads, Rivers roll down their sandy beds; And all join in one grand acclaim To praise the Lord's almighty name. MY FAVORITE HYMNS |
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