A Mother’s breast:Safe refuge from her childish fears,From childish troubles, childish tears,Mists that enshroud her dawning years!See how in sleep she seems to singA voiceless psalm—an offeringRaised, to the glory of her King,In Love: for Love is Rest.A Darling’s kiss:Dearest of all the signs that fleetFrom lips that lovingly repeatAgain, again, their message sweet!Full to the brim with girlish glee,A child, a very child is she,Whose dream of Heaven is still to beA: Home: for Home is Bliss.
A Mother’s breast:Safe refuge from her childish fears,From childish troubles, childish tears,Mists that enshroud her dawning years!See how in sleep she seems to singA voiceless psalm—an offeringRaised, to the glory of her King,In Love: for Love is Rest.A Darling’s kiss:Dearest of all the signs that fleetFrom lips that lovingly repeatAgain, again, their message sweet!Full to the brim with girlish glee,A child, a very child is she,Whose dream of Heaven is still to beA: Home: for Home is Bliss.
A Mother’s breast:Safe refuge from her childish fears,From childish troubles, childish tears,Mists that enshroud her dawning years!See how in sleep she seems to singA voiceless psalm—an offeringRaised, to the glory of her King,In Love: for Love is Rest.
A Mother’s breast:
Safe refuge from her childish fears,
From childish troubles, childish tears,
Mists that enshroud her dawning years!
See how in sleep she seems to sing
A voiceless psalm—an offering
Raised, to the glory of her King,
In Love: for Love is Rest.
A Darling’s kiss:Dearest of all the signs that fleetFrom lips that lovingly repeatAgain, again, their message sweet!Full to the brim with girlish glee,A child, a very child is she,Whose dream of Heaven is still to beA: Home: for Home is Bliss.
A Darling’s kiss:
Dearest of all the signs that fleet
From lips that lovingly repeat
Again, again, their message sweet!
Full to the brim with girlish glee,
A child, a very child is she,
Whose dream of Heaven is still to be
A: Home: for Home is Bliss.