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| | 02/02/04 at 03:37 PM | Reply with quote | #1 |
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Can anyone help with the words to a Missionary Hymn I sang in Primary school almost 50 years ago? It starts like this:
Over the sea there are little brown children
Mothers and fathers and babies dear
They have not heard of the little Lord Jesus
No-one has told them that God is near
Swift let the message blow over the water
Telling the children that God is near.
(yes, I realise it is a very non-p.c hymn)
I am also trying to find the words to an infants' class song from the same era, about two wellington boots called "Horniman and Sir" - I remember that a chorus went something like this:
"Horniman" and "Sir"
Off we go together
"Horniman" and "Sir"
Never mind the weather
any offers? I'm writing my autobiography for my grand-daughter. I have done 22 pages so far, and have just covered my first five years -it's going to be a long book!     |
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| | 02/02/04 at 05:37 PM | Reply with quote | #2 |
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| `Wow' Lindsay! What a lot you must be able to remember of your first five years! Wish I could... |
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| | 02/02/04 at 05:55 PM | Reply with quote | #3 |
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Hi Lindsay,
Found 2 references for the song (type first line into google with " ") - the one link relates the first verse (you have to click on 'cached', no more words but there is an e-mail
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| | 03/02/04 at 04:05 PM | Reply with quote | #4 |
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I don't recall either of those songs; I do recollect several others though.
At the age of five I remember singing, at school:
Let us with a gladsome mind
Praise the Lord for He is kind,
For His mercies aye endure
Ever Faithful ever sure.
(The third line I couldn't make sense of; it sounded like "For His mercies Hiya Jock"; when I could read properly I finally discovered the actual words).
Then we sang another hymn which began:
When lamps are lighted in the town
The fisher folk awake..
Does anyone know any of the rest of it, or what it's called?
I still recall, at the age of about six, putting my little chair up on the desk ("for the cleaners") with all my classmates, and then we sang (At the end of every day):
Now the day is over
Night is drawing nigh,
Shadows of the evening
Steal across the sky
Amen
Other remembered school songs, at Primary School:
Daisies are our silver, We will rock you (Little Jesus sweetly sleep), and Golden Slumbers. |
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| | 03/02/04 at 04:35 PM | Reply with quote | #5 |
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We had another hymm that I remember the last two lines of the chorus
Stories of Jesus
Tell them to me.
I also remember:
Glad that I live am I
That the sky is blue....
and it finished up with:
After the sun the rain
After the rain the sun
This is the way of life
Till your work be done.
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Quote: Originally Posted by bill
I still recall, at the age of about six, putting my little chair up on the desk ("for the cleaners") with all my classmates, and then we sang (At the end of every day):
Now the day is over
Night is drawing nigh,
Shadows of the evening
Steal across the sky
Amen
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We had just the same routine at my school. Chairs on tables followed by the above hymn. I had completely forgotten it until I read your post. Btw my school was in Cornwall.
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| were you also told "Hands together, eyes closed" before prayers? We were, and our teacher always twiddled her thumbs in prayers. I worked out quite early never to ask her why, because she would know I hadn't got my eyes shut! |
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Quote: Originally Posted by Lindsay
were you also told "Hands together, eyes closed" before prayers? We were, and our teacher always twiddled her thumbs in prayers. I worked out quite early never to ask her why, because she would know I hadn't got my eyes shut!
And talking of prayers, there used to be a little poem with hand movements:
Here is the tower,
Here is the steeple,
Open the door
And here are the people. |
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Hi Lindsay!
Thanks for reminding me of "Glad that I live am I". I now recall (lines 3 and 4):
Glad for the countryside
And for the morning dew
(I think).
No wonder you have been able to write 22 pages on those first five years (hard to remember much about the earliest years).
Greenarmy,
My first schools were on Tyneside, so it looks like a widespread practice. |
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Well I am an absolute mine of useless information, but then I have a lot to remember. I led a very isolated childhood, being unwanted and thought of as "clumsy" and "stupid". I therefore "took in" a lot more "information" than many people realise! I signed up to Friendsreunited a couple of years ago and have since been to a school reunion. The people I met who have read my postings there are amazed that I seem to remember the smallest details, such as teachers' car registration numbers. To me it just seems "normal", but maybe I have led such an insular life that everyone who has been to places and done things I can never hope to do, forget the things that are irrelevant to their own lives when they have far more "important" things to do. I have nothing but memories. Maybe someone will think of them as important one day.
There is a second part to "here's the church and here's the steeple, open the doors and here's all the people", it's "here's the Parson going upstairs, and here he is saying his prayers"
If anyone wants anything that is irrelevant and useless you know who to ask!! |
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Quote: Originally Posted by ]Can anyone help with the words to a Missionary Hymn I sang in Primary school almost 50 years ago? It starts like this:
Over the sea there are little brown children
Mothers and fathers and babies dear
They have not heard of the little Lord Jesus
No-one has told them that God is near
Swift let the message blow over the water
Telling the children that God is near.
(yes, I realise it is a very non-p.c hymn)
I am also trying to find the words to an infants' class song from the same era, about two wellington boots called "Horniman and Sir" - I remember that a chorus went something like this:
"Horniman" and "Sir"
Off we go together
"Horniman" and "Sir"
Never mind the weather
any offers? I'm writing my autobiography for my grand-daughter. I have done 22 pages so far, and have just covered my first five years -it's going to be a long book
