Hark! Listen to the Gentle Strain · Improvement Era

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Hark! Listen to the Gentle Strain Words by Parley P. Pratt. Music by Evan Stephens. 1st and 2nd Tenor.

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A Tribute to Mothers Elder E. T. Hawkins, a missionary in Vermont, sent his mother, Mrs. W. E. Hawkins, of Idaho, a letter in which he wrote a tribute to mothers. We quote as follows: "May God bless the mothers, especially you, my own mother, who went down into the valley of the shadow of death that I might live; who gave me this body of flesh and bone as a blessed gift essential to progress in eternity; who taught and cared for me through the tender years of my life, and soothed and hushed my infant griefs; who prayed and watched with a heart of love no other person can exceed; you who tremble lest I slip and fall, and be overcome in the meshes of sin; who guided my footsteps, cheered my ways, built the hope that has led me on! O mother, how much I owe to you. Forgive the heartaches, the pain, the toil I have caused you, and forgive my thoughtless, careless ways. My debts to you I feel I never can repay." He then quotes the following little poem: "The mother in her office, holds the key Of the soul; and she it is who stamps the coin Of character; and makes the being who would be a savage, But for her gentle care, a Christian man. Then crown her queen of the world!" "God bless the mothers, I say again! and you, mother dear, above them all."