Divine Songs for Children ‎#XVII

XVII. Love between Brothers and Sisters

Whatever brawls disturb the street,
There should be peace at home;
Where sisters dwell and brothers meet,
Quarrels should never come.

Birds in their little nests agree,
And ‘tis a shameful sight,
When children of one family
Fall out, and chide, and fight.

Hard names at first, and threatening words,
Which are but noisy breath,
May grow to clubs, and naked swords;
To murder, and to death.

The devil tempts one mother’s son
To rage against another:
So wicked Cain was hurried on,
Till he had killed his brother.

The wise will let their anger cool,
At least before ‘tis night;
But in the bosom of a fool
It burns till morning light.

Pardon, O Lord, our childish rage,
Our little brawls remove,
That, as we grow to riper age,
Our hearts may all be love.

Text Information

• First Line: Whatever brawls disturb the street
• Title: Love between Brothers and Sisters
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1827

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