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3The Orphan Girl 



Have you heard the mourn-ful story?

All my friends are dead and gone.

I’m cast out in the world to roam;

I’m a poor orphan left alone



(chorus)



Brothers and I have no sisters;

All my friends are dead and gone.

I’ve no one to care for me;

I’m a poor orphan left alone.



Take your Bible in your closet,

Read and pray each night.

Seek protection in your Savior,

And no more be left alone.



Mother said to me when dying,

When her breath was almost gone, 

Dearest daughter you soon will be

A poor orpah  left alone.



Dreary is the shade of eve

When the night is comingon;

Often I think of only Jusus,

I, a poor orphan left alone. 



Oft times I walk in the lonesome graveyard

Praying for the time to come 

When by my mother I’ll be buried,

And no longer be left alone.



From Edith Walker.