Gentle Mother
By mcscraic
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Gentle Mother
by Paul McCann
Gentle Mother hear my plea as I fall down on my knee
I am not guilty ,stand by me , when they set out to punish me .
Give me prudence in my thoughts ,
so innocence will not be lost
and let truth be alive in me .
Gentle Mother there is no other that I can turn to
for help Gentle Mother
for there’s only you and no other could do the things that you do .
Gentle Mother my head is bowed ,
how loud and angry are the proud ,
like the wind within a cloud
where rain can never be allowed .
Gently fall upon the ground
where humble tongues make the sound
softly echo through the maddening crowd ,
Gentle Mother there is no other that I can turn to
for help Gentle Mother
for there’s only you and no other could do the things that you do .
Gentle Mother show me how
and help me find a way somehow ,
to change the hearts and minds of those
and open eyes that have been closed .
to see the beauty everywhere
and turn away from their anger
like the rain in the wind that blows .
Gentle Mother there is no other that I can turn to
for help Gentle Mother
for there’s only you and no other could do the things that you do .
Gentle Mother
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