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Who fed me from her gentle breast

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Who fed me from her gentle breast

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Who fed me from her gentle breast

Hymnal: The Child's Song Book #85b (1830)
Who fed me from her gentle breast

Who fed me from her gentle breast

Hymnal: Linden Harp #d175 (1856) Languages: English
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My mother

Hymnal: Linden Harp #95a (1855) First Line: Who fed me from her gentle breast Lyrics: 1 Who fed me from her gentle breast, And hush'd me in her arms to rest, And on my cheek sweet kisses prest? My mother. 2 Who sat and watch'd my infant head, When sleeping on my cradle bed, And tears of sweet affection shed? My mother. 3 Who taught my infant heart to pray, To look to God, both night and day, And strive to walk in wisdom's way? My mother. 4 And can I ever cease to be Affectionate and kind to thee, Who was so very kind to me, My mother. 5 Ah, no! the thought I cannot bear; And if God please my life to spare, I hope I shall reward thy care, My mother. 6 And when I see thee hang thy head, 'Twill be my turn to watch thy bed, And tears of sweet affections shed, My mother. Languages: English
My mother
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