MOTHER'S PRAYER

Thy child, dear Father-Mother God,Thy child, not mine,Expressing purity,Abundant grace, sincerity;In Spirit dwelling.This, Thy child, is held secure,Free, joyous, and triumphant,Forever pure and satisfied,At one with Thee.

In earnest prayer, with humble mien,I lift my heart to Thee, dear God;Yearning for inner vision clearTo feel Thy Christ forever near,I long to grow in grace and seeThis child, in Thine embrace, with Thee.

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