This is a sampler worked by Ann Bray aged 10. It was finished 29th March 1826.
The text reads
Go like your heavenly Father feed the poor
And carry comfort to the sick mans door
Think of your heavenly Fathers love to you
And imitate his love in all you do
Mercy shall then your early steps attend
And from the snares of Death your paths defend.
The first verse finishes
Pity the widow, be the orphan's friend
And if you cannot give them, freely lend
The hymn continues
For you the poor man's prayers shall reach heaven
And blessings more than you can ask be given
And when the righteous Judge from heaven descends
Before the world he'll own you for his friends.
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