Mama, how happy I can be,
Whilst sitting face to face with thee,
I hear you gently speak, and see
Your needle quickly fly!
'Tis then you teach my little heart
That virtue is the fairest part,
And thinking on how good thou art,
To be as good I try.
Then speaking of God's awful power,
His care and kindness every hour,
I learn to love and to adore
This Father in the sky.
And, taught no bad or idle ways,
I try to gain your love and praise,
And wonder whilst on you I gaze,
Why any fear to die.
Since God's indulgent care is shown,
In calling each good child his own,
We'll happy be before his throne,
When called up on high.
And there, mama, may I and you
Love God's commands as here we do,
And love each other ever too,
Together in the sky.
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