reward,
For love that endures and makes life worth living
Is built on strong faith and unselfish giving …
So have faith, and the Lord will
guide both of you through
The glorious new life that is waiting for you.
M OTHERHOOD
The dearest gifts that heaven holds,
the very finest, too,
Were made into one pattern that
was perfect, sweet, and true.
The angels smiled, well pleased,
and said, “Compared to all the others,
This pattern is so wonderful
let’s use it just for mothers!”
And through the years, a mother
has been all that’s sweet and good,
For there’s a bit of God and
love in all true motherhood.
M OTHER I S A W ORD C ALLED L OVE
Mother is a word called love,
And all the world is mindful of
That the love that’s given and shown to others
Is different from the love of mothers …
For mothers play the leading roles
In giving birth to little souls—
For though small souls are heaven-sent
And we realize they’re only lent,
It takes a mother’s loving hands
And her gentle heart that understands
To mold and shape this little life
And shelter it from storm and strife …
No other love than mother love
Could do the things required of
The one to whom God gives the keeping
Of His wee lambs, awake or sleeping …
So mothers are a special race
God sent to earth to take His place,
And “Mother” is a lovely name
That even saints are proud to claim.
W HAT I S A B ABY ?
A baby is a gift of life born of the wonder of love—
A little bit of eternity sent from the Father above,
Giving a new dimension to the love
between husband and wife
And putting an added new meaning
to the wonder and mystery of life.
B ABY
A wee bit of heaven drifted down from above—
A handful of happiness, a heart full of love.
The mystery of life so sacred and sweet,
The giver of joy so deep and complete.
Precious and priceless, so loveable, too—
The world’s sweetest miracle, baby, is you.
I T’S S O N İCE TO H AVE A D AD AROUND THE H OUSE
Dads are special people
no home should be without,
For every family will agree
they’re so nice to have about …
They are a happy mixture of
a small boy and a man,
And they’re very necessary
in every family plan …
Sometimes they’re most demanding
and stern and firm and tough,
But underneath they’re soft as silk,
for this is just a bluff …
But in any kind of trouble
Dad reaches out his hand,
And you can always count on
him to help and understand …
And while we do not praise
Dad as often as we should,
We love him and admire him,
and while that’s understood,
It’s only fair to emphasize his
importance and his worth,
For if there were no loving dads,
this would be a loveless earth.
W HERE C AN W E F İND H İM ?
It’s true we have never looked on His face,
But His likeness shines forth from every place,
For the hand of God is everywhere
Along life’s busy thoroughfare,
And His presence can be felt and seen
Right in the midst of our daily routine.
Things we touch and see and feel
Are what make God so very real.
S WEETHEART
You’re lovable, you’re wonderful,
You’re as sweet as you can be,
There’s nobody in all the world
Who means so much to me;
I love you more than life itself,
You make my dreams come true,
Forever is not long enough
For me to be near to you.
T HE G İFT OF L ASTİNG L OVE
Love is much more than a tender caress
And more than bright hours of happiness,
For a lasting love is made up of sharing
Both hours that are joyous and also despairing.
It’s made up of patience and deep understanding
And never of stubborn or selfish demanding
It’s made up of climbing the steep hills together
And facing with courage life’s stormiest weather.
And nothing on earth or in heaven can part
A love that has grown to be part of the heart
And just like the sun and the stars and the sea,
This love will go on through eternity,
For true love lives on when earthly things die,
For