The Hand That Rocks The Cradle is the Hand That Rules The World

By William Ross Wallace (1819-1881   Courtesty Jacinta Boudreau  WP:  The Faithful Pew

 

Blessings on the hand of women!

Angels guard its strength and grace.

In the palace, cottage, hovel,

Oh, no matter where the place;

 

Would that storms never assailed it,

Rainbows ever gently curled

For the hand that rocks the cradle

Is the hand that rules the world.

 

Infancy’s the tender fountain,

Power may with beauty flow,

Mothers first to guide the streamlets

From them souls unresting grow –

 

Grow on for the good or evil,

Sunshine streamed or evil hurled

For the hand that rocks the cradle

Is the hand that rules the world.

 

Woman, how divine your mission,

Here upon our natal sod;

Keep – oh, keep the young heart open

Always to the breath of God!

 

All true trophies of the ages

Are from mother love impearled

For the hand that rocks the cradle

Is the hand that rules the world.

 

Blessings on the hand of women!

Fathers, sons, and daughters cry.

And the sacred song is mingled

With the worship in the sky.

 

Mingles where no tempest darkens,

Rainbows evermore are hurled;

For the hand that rocks the cradle

Is the hand that rules the world.

 

 

 

 

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