• John Blake Poetry
  • A Blessing
  • At Home With God
  • Beauty
  • Blind Faith
  • Card to Naoma
  • Care in Writing
  • Come With Us
  • Confidence
  • Consecration
  • Contentment
  • Does the Lord Delay
  • Encouragement
  • Expectancy
  • Expectant
  • Forward in Faith
  • God 1
  • God 2
  • Gratitude
  • Guidance
  • Happy Birthday
  • He Leads Me
  • His Care
  • His Christmas and Mine
  • Home 1
  • Home 2
  • Hope 1
  • Hope 2
  • Intent but Failure
  • Jesus Cares
  • Jesus is Coming
  • Jesus Only
  • June 20
  • Kept by the Divine
  • Liberty
  • Little Noama
  • My Prayer 1
  • My Prayer 2
  • My Prayer 3
  • My Sweetheart of Long Ago
  • On Him Depend
  • Our Children
  • Our Company
  • Our Hope
  • Our Neighbors
  • Our Prayer
  • Rain
  • Remember
  • Retrospect
  • Sabbath Day Journey
  • Sail on
  • She Wandered Forth
  • Son Remember that Thou in Thy Lifetime
  • Spring and Resurrection
  • Still Trusting
  • Sunset to Dawn
  • Thanks for the Children
  • The Dark Day
  • The Day with God
  • The Example
  • The Forward Look
  • The Gold
  • The Pattern Life
  • The Storm Outside
  • The Way
  • Thirty Pieces of Silver
  • Thy Way
  • To Naoma
  • To the Boys and Naoma
  • To The Bulletin
  • To the Girls 1
  • To the Girls 2
  • To the Top
  • Trusting Still
  • Valentine
  • Vernie
  • Wait
  • Waiting
  • We All
  • What Shall I Choose
  • Works
• Mother's Day Thank You, Mrs. John Blake

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When togged in our Sabbath regalia
We turn our car to the South,
We would like so much to tell you
And speak to you mouth to mouth.

With dad at the wheel of the Chevy
Or Art or John E, by times,
We glide ore the mountains in a jiffy
Careful in crossing the lines.

We eat as we journey northward
And sing as we travel along,
To speak of the truth of God’s word
And praise our savior in song.

Homeward the best of the journey
With Tippy to welcome us home,
Someday with Jesus our savior
We gather no more to roam.