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 Or look we down to Dothan’s plains, Where shepherds dwelt of old, The youngest there of Jacob’s sons His Elder brethren sold, When Samuel was to Eli sent, The pious youth obeys, And bade the hoary head repent And mend his crooked ways.

In Nineveh, as we have heard; What wickedness was done? Yet see the guilty father spar’d, To save the guiltless son. Or look and list to latter days, There hear the suckling sing, And infants swell their Saviour's praise, While Elders slew their.

Why therefore should the man of age The stripling disregard, Since children are God’s heritage, The womb’s fruit his reward. Let young and old go hand in hand, Our journey still pursue, And when we reach the promis’d land, We’ll sing a song that’s new.

Edinburgh: Printed by J. Morren.