94b | Linden Harp#95a | 95b |
Text: | My mother |
1 Who fed me from her gentle breast,
And hush'd me in her arms to rest,
And on my cheek sweet kisses prest?
My mother.
2 Who sat and watch'd my infant head,
When sleeping on my cradle bed,
And tears of sweet affection shed?
My mother.
3 Who taught my infant heart to pray,
To look to God, both night and day,
And strive to walk in wisdom's way?
My mother.
4 And can I ever cease to be
Affectionate and kind to thee,
Who was so very kind to me,
My mother.
5 Ah, no! the thought I cannot bear;
And if God please my life to spare,
I hope I shall reward thy care,
My mother.
6 And when I see thee hang thy head,
'Twill be my turn to watch thy bed,
And tears of sweet affections shed,
My mother.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Who fed me from her gentle breast |
Title: | My mother |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1855 |