| Henry Charles Beeching, ed. (18591919). Lyra Sacra: A Book of Religious Verse. 1903. | | | | A Mothers Song | | By Charles Kingsley (18191875) |
| | | DEEP in the warm vale the village is sleeping, | |
| Sleeping the firs on the bleak rock above; | |
| Nought wakes save grateful hearts, silently creeping | |
| Up to the Lord in the might of their love. | |
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| What Thou hast given to me, Lord, here I bring Thee, | 5 |
| Odour and light and the magic of gold; | |
| Feet which must follow Thee, lips which must sing Thee, | |
| Limbs which must ache for Thee ere they grow old. | |
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| What Thou hast given to me, Lord, here I tender, | |
| Life of mine own life, the fruit of my love; | 10 |
| Take him, yet leave him me, till I shall render | |
| Count of the precious charge, kneeling above. | | | | |
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