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A Mothers Prayer O give me the patience when tiny hands Tug at me with their small demands; Give me gentle

and smiling eyes And keep my lips from sharp replies; Let not fatigue, confusion or noise Obscure my vision of lifes fleeting joys; So when years later my house is still No bitter memories its room may fill

O give me the patience when tiny hands Tug at me with their small demands; Give me gentle and smiling eyes And keep my lips from sharp replies; Let not fatigue, confusion or noise Obscure my vision of lifes fleeting joys; So when years later my house is still No bitter memories its room may fill

A Mothers Prayer O give me the patience when tiny hands Tug at me with their small demands; Give me gentle and smiling eyes And keep my lips from sharp replies;

A Mothers Prayer

Let not fatigue, confusion or noise Obscure my vision of lifes fleeting joys; So when years later my house is still No bitter memories its room may fill

No bitter memories its room may fill

A Mothers Prayer O give me the patience when tiny hands Tug at me with their small demands; Give me gentle and smiling eyes And keep my lips from sharp replies; Let not fatigue, confusion or noise Obscure my vision of lifes fleeting joys; So when years later my house is still

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