Lord Jesus, Thou hast known
A mother’s love and tender care:
And Thou wilt hear,
While for my own
Mother most dear
I make this birthday prayer.
Protect her life, I pray,
Who gave the gift of life to me;
And may she know,
From day to day,
The deepening glow
Of joy that comes from Thee.
As once upon her breast
Fearless and well content I lay,
So let her heart,
On Thee at rest,
Feel fear depart
And trouble fade away.
Ah, hold her by the hand,
As once her hand held mine;
And though she may
Not understand
Life’s winding way,
Lead her in peace divine.
I cannot pay my debt
For all the love that she has given;
But Thou, love’s Lord,
Wilt not forget
Her due reward,-
Bless her in earth and heaven.
by Henry van Dyke
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