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Classes 1 to 3 (6-9 year olds) Classes 4 to 5 (9 to 11 year olds) Classes 6 to 7 (11 to 13 year olds)
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Verses for children between class 1 and 3

Hidden

Deep in the kingdom there spreads a great forest,
Deep in the forest a mountain soars high;
Deep in the mountain a high vaulted cavern,
Secret and solemn, where fools may not pry.
 
Deep in the cavern there stands a great granite,
Solid and silent and strong as the earth;
Deep in the granite there glistens and gleams
A radiant jewel of wondrous worth.  

  Paul King  

 

The Little Brown Bulb

 The little brown bulb lies quiet and warm,
Sheltered from wind and sheltered from storm.
“Awake, Little Bulb,” call the rain and the sun,
            “Wake and unfold
            Your green and your gold,
            For winter is done. 

Paul King

Winter and Spring

Cruel winter froze the stream,
Made all things hard with ice and snow.
The creatures shivered, the flowers died,
Nothing could live, and nothing could grow.
 
Then came summer’s kindly warmth,
The sun shone down with love and light.
The hard ice cracked and melted away
And life bloomed again in colours bright.

Paul King  

 

The Lighthouse

Out in the bay there’s a lighthouse,
On an island of rock on its own.
The mighty waves buffet its boulders
And the winds howl around it and moan.
 
But so firmly it stands on the granite,
Undaunted by wind or by sea,
And its bright beam sweeps through the stormy night
To bring the ships safe to the quay.

Paul King  

 

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     How Beautiful the World Is

How beautiful the world is,
How blue the sky above,
How green the grass in the morning dew,
How musical the dove.
 
Eyes to see the colours bright,
Ears for music of delight,
Nose to smell the fragrant rose,
Skin to feel the breeze that blows.
 
How beautiful the world is,
How blue the sky above,
God is there in all creation
Flowing forth in light and love.

Paul King  

The song of the stars resounds in the heavens,
The song of the sun awakens the day,
The song of my heart is the sun in my soul,
And I’ll listen, and listen, to what it can say. 

Paul King
 
 
A head I have for thinking deeply,
Listening, and learning, and looking with care.
Hands I have for work and creating
With fingers skillful to make and repair.
In my heart I can carry the sun
Shining with love for everyone.

Paul King  

 

The Hunter’s Aim  

The hunter walks out in the bush alone,
His wife and children are hungry at home.
With arrow and bow he must try his luck,
And at last he spies a still grazing  buck.
 
O hunter, aim your arrow with care!
Keep your eye on the target there!
Pay no heed to the birds as they pass,
Pay no heed to the wind in the grass,
Pay no heed to the buzz of the flies,
Nor to the jackal’s far-off cries.
   
Concentrate on the arrow and aim....
That’s how the good hunter comes home with the game.

Paul King  

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                            Traditional Fun Rhymes with Sound

From Wibbleton to Wobbleton is fifteen miles,
From Wobbleton to Wibbleton is fifteen miles,
From Wibbleton to Wobbleton,
From Wobbleton to Wibbleton,
From Wibbleton to Wobbleton is fifteen miles.

 

There was an old woman
Tossed up in a basket,
Seventeen times as high as the moon,
And where she was going,
I could not but ask it,
For in her hand she carried a broom.
“Old woman, old woman, old woman,” quoth I,
“Oh whither, oh whither, oh whither so high?”
“To sweep the cobwebs off the sky!”
“May I go with you?”   “Aye, by and by.”

                                               

Hickory, dickory, dare,
The pig flew up in the air.
A man in brown
Brought him down
Hickory, dickory, dare.           
Higglety, pigglety, pop!
The dog has eaten the mop;
The pig’s in a hurry,
The cat’s in a flurry,
Higglety, pigglety, pop!
 
Hoddley, poddley, puddle and fogs,
Cats are to marry the poodle dogs;
Cats in blue jackets and dogs in red hats,
What will become of the mice and the rats?
 


Tumbling Jack goes clickety-clack,
Down the ladder and then comes back,
Clickety-clack, rattle and hop,
Over and down again, flipperty-flop!

 

 

 

 

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The Robin’s Song

 God bless the field and bless the furrow,
Stream and branch and rabbit burrow,
Hill and stone and flower and tree,
From Bristol town to Wetherby -
Bless the sun and bless the sleet,
Bless the land and bless the street,
Bless the night and bless the day,
From Somerset and all the way
To the meadows of Cathay;
Bless the minnow, bless the whale,
Bless the rainbow and the hail,
Bless the nest and bless the leaf,
Bless the righteous and the thief,
Bless the wing and bless the fin,
Bless the air I travel in,
Bless the mill and bless the mouse,
Bless the miller’s bricken house,
Bless the earth and bless the sea,
God bless you and God bless me!
 
            Old English Rhyme

 

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