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A Faithful Mother's Love
Dear child! a faithful mother's love For thee will toil, and watch, and pray; An angel hovering still above Thy couch by night, thy steps by day. Oh think how oft thy lips have pressed Her breast! how oft thine arms have clung Around her neck, while to her heart She clasped thee close, and sweetly sung! When fever's burning flush suffused Thy cheek, and heaved thy panting chest, Thou rest or refuge all refused Save mother's arms and mother's breast. And she would sit with tangled hair, With haggard cheek and heavy eyes, Tend all thy wants with loving care, And soothe thy pains and hush thy cries. And she would whisper in thy ear, And press upon thy infant mind The name, the love of Jesus dear, And God, thy Father good and kind. The pouting lip, the pert reply, The sullen brow, the stubborn will, Will dim with tears thy mother's eye, And her fond heart with anguish fill. The smiling lip, the ready yes, The sunny brow of cheerful love; What balm for mother's heart like this? What dearer blessing can she prove? Is she a widow? doubly dear Be she to thee; when griefs assail, Kiss thou away each mournful tear That wanders down her cheek so pale. A faithful God, the first, the best- The next a faithful mother's love; Thou shalt, dear child, of these possessed, Be safe on earth, and blest above.
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