MOTHER’S INFLUENCE
“I have, worshipped in churches and chapels, I’ve prayed in the busy street; I have sought my God, and have found Him Where the waves of the ocean beat; / have knelt in the silent forest, In the shade of some ancient tree; ' Hut the dearest of all my altars Was raised at my mother’s knee.
The things in my- life that are worthy Were born in my mother’s breast, And breathed into mine by the magic Of the love her life expressed. The years that have brought me to manhood Have taken her far from me; But memory keeps me from straying Too far from my mother’s knee.
God make me the man of her vision, And purge me from selfishness! God keep mo true to her standards, And help me to live to bless! God hallow the holy impress Of the days that used to be, And keep me a pilgrim forever To the shrine of my mothers lcncc.”
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Timaru Herald, Volume CXXXIX, Issue 20103, 9 May 1935, Page 13
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162MOTHER’S INFLUENCE Timaru Herald, Volume CXXXIX, Issue 20103, 9 May 1935, Page 13
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