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Verse 1 ******** With words of a mothers balm my sweet mother eased me into a lovely sleeping so calm allowing the rest I needed to be.	Verse 2 ******** She always left with saying, "Have a good rest my child." which took me from playing, running and just being wild.
Verse 3 ******** "Keep your warm covers on!!!" she chide me gently last of all, and a little kiss to place upon my cheek, till fast asleep I'd fall.	Verse 4 ******** This was my mothers balm an ointment to bring from above as she would read me a psalm telling me about the Master's love.

Verse 5
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For no longer am I a child at play
but a man full grown in full bloom
watching my wife with my child stay
it is when I remember me in my room.