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Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Mothers: The Hands That Rock The Cradle Rule The World


Our God is the Sovereign King of the universe, and He has blessed mothers with an awesome responsibility.

Blessings on the hand of women!
Angels guard its strength and grace,
In the palace, cottage, hovel,
Oh, no matter where the place;
Would that never storms assailed it,
Rainbows ever gently curled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Infancy's the tender fountain,
Power may with beauty flow,
BoldMother's first to guide the streamlets,
From them souls unresting grow--
Grow on for the good or evil,
Sunshine streamed or evil hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Woman, how divine your mission
Here upon our natal sod!
Keep, oh, keep the young heart open
Always to the breath of God!
All true trophies of the ages
Are from mother-love impearled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

Blessings on the hand of woman!
Fathers, sons, and daughters cry,
And the sacred song is mingled
With the worship in the sky--

Mingles where no tempest darkens,
Rainbows evermore are hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

William Ross Wallace (1819-1881)
Preparing for Victory


Thanks to Anny Jacoby for finding it!
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1 comment:

stigma no more said...

Absolutely Beautiful I love this poem. I love your blog as well. Very important to help save our mothers, daughters, sisters, friends and even strangers. Keep up the good work you inspire me :)
Take Care,
Janet

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