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first pri - me - val childhood, Was I nurtured near thy side.

For a wise and glorious purpose

Thou hast placed me here on earth, And withheld the recollection

Of my former friends and birth, Yet ofttimes a secret something

Whispered, "You're a stranger here;" And I felt that I had wandered

From a more exalted sphere.

I had learned to call Thee Father,

Through Thy Spirit from on high; But until the Key of Knowledge

Was restored, I knew not why. In the heavens are parents single?

No; the thought makes reason stare! Truth is reason; truth eternal

Tells me I've a mother there.

When I leave this frail existence,

When I lay this mortal by, Father, Mother, may I meet you

In your royal courts on high? Then, at length, when I've com- pleted

All you sent me forth to do, With your mutual approbation

Let me come and dwell with you. —Eliza R. Snow, 1845.

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