THANK GOD FOR LITTLE CHILDREN.

Thank God for little children! Bright flowers by earth's wayside,— The dancing, joyous life-boats Upon life's stormy tide. Thank God for little children! When our skies are cold and gray, They come as sunshine to our hearts, And charm our cares away. I almost think the angels, Who tend life's garden fair, Drop down the sweet wild blossoms That bloom around us here. It seems a breath of heaven "Round many a cradle lies," And every little baby Brings a message from the skies. The humblest home, with children, Is rich in precious gems; Better than wealth of monarchs, Or golden diadems. Dear mothers, guard these jewels As sacred offerings meet,— A wealth of household treasures, To lay at Jesus' feet.