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 No penitent tear dimm'd his eye; All arguments failed;—Charlie would not confess That he had been telling a lie.

The teacher stood there, with her heart raised in prayer To One whom she felt ever nigh; Oh how could she bear that her pupil should dare To grieve him by telling a lie.

"Dear Father, I know not what course to pursue;   Oh guide me," she said, with a sigh; "I am young and too helpless to know what to do   With a child who is telling a lie.

"Leave not this dear child to perish, I pray,   Oh listen, and hear my sad cry! What more can I say? I must send him away,    He will not repent of this lie."

A change soon was wrought, when Miss Mary was taught By God, her kind Father on high, That his Word must be brought, and thence must be sought His threatenings to those who will lie.