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Thoughts in Verse

A Volume of Poems

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MOTHER.

Pure is the love that we give to thee, mother,
The purest and sweetest by mortals possessed;
A love that we cannot allow to another,
And there is no love in this cold world more blest.
In infancy, childhood and youth, thou did'st guide us;
When Christian instruction most freely was given—
'Twas thy loving teaching that pointed to Jesus,
To Jesus, to life, to a bright home in Heaven.
And were we bereft of thy presence, dear mother,
The half of life's sunshine would flee from our heart;
For friendship, or father, or sister or brother,
Could not fill thy place, if from thee we must part.
And for the great love thou hast given so freely,
We'll cherish thee, love thee, until the last breath,
And we will, God helping us, shield thee from evil,
And cheer thy dear heart till the shadow of death

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Is o'er thee, and then, in the mansions of glory,
We'll think of thee happy with angels of love;
And when we have finished the work Christ has given us,
We'll meet thee, and greet thee, in Heaven above.