Written by A School Teacher

He came to my desk with a quivering lip, the lesson was done.


Have you a new sheet for me dear teacher? I've spoiled this one.


I took his sheet all soiled and blotted


And gave him a new one all unspotted.


And into his tired heart I cried;


Do better now my child.


I went to the throne with a trembling heart, the day was done.


"Have you a new day for me Dear Master, I've spoiled this one?"


He took my day all soiled and blotted


And gave me a new one all unspotted.


And into my tired heart He cried,


"Do better now my child."

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