The Forlorn Hope (Hall)/Poems/The Mother Tried
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THE MOTHER TRIED.
"Oh! blessed be my baby boy!"
Thus spake a mother to her child,
And kiss'd him with excess of joy,
Then look'd into his face and smiled.
But, as the mother breathed his name—
The fervent prayer was scarcely said—
Convulsions shook the fragile frame,
The mother's only babe was dead.
Yet still her faith in Him she kept—
In Him who turned to grief her joy;
And still she murmur'd as she wept,
"Oh! blessed is my baby boy!"