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Show Mother Influence. She led me first to" God: Her words and prayers were my young spirit's dew. For, when she used to leave The fireside, every eve, I knew it was for prayer that she withdrew. with-drew. I That dew. that bless'd my youth Her holy love, her truth, Her spirit of devotion, and the tears That she could not suppress Hath never ceased to bless My soul, nor will it, through eternal years. How often has the thought Of my mourn'd mother brought Peace to my troubled spirit, and new power The tempter to repel! Mother, thou knowest well That thou hast blessed me since thy mortal hour. John Pierpont. |