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O'er fair Judea's shining plain
 Still floats that glorious song,
For faith can hear its words of cheer
 And see an angel throng;
The wondrous, heavenly music
 Glad echoes voice again;
"Glory to God," "Glory to God,"
 "Amen,"—"Amen,—"Amen."

A MOTHER'S LOVE

What time the tiny helpless frame
 Lies cradled in her fond embrace,
When all seems tame beside its claim,
 And beauty means one dimpled face;
Oh, then it is, her tender love
 Goes out that other love to meet;—
Than mother love, save that above,
 Where canst thou find a love more sweet?

Or else, when toddling footsteps slow,
 With two strong arms the longed-for goal,
Both to and fro uncertain go,
 While watched with all her anxious soul;
Oh! then one sees protecting love
 Go out that little love to meet;—
Save that above, is not her love
 The love of earthly loves most sweet?

Or when with wondering, opening eyes
 The book of life the child shall learn,
And he defies her counsel wise,
 Or helpful words, alas! doth spurn;

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