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Mother dear, we all shall miss you.
For we loved to have you near;
Helping us in Christian living -
Cheering us in life's work here.
But the Hand who ever guides us
Surely doth do all things well,
He will comfort, guide, protect us
While here on earth we dwell.
Then when we too, have finished,
The task to each one given;
May we meet thee o'er the River
In the peaceful land of Eden.
Contributed by ~Shirley Brier~ October 25, 2005.