Oh! How sweet is a mother’s love,
Starting from the labour room;
Always trying the best to let her baby out without any scratch,
With tiredness after delivery, still asking after her baby.
Always watching over her baby on the cradle bed,
When the baby cries, she jumps up from wherever she is,
Curdling her babe until he stops crying.
Sleepless night became her custom.
When her baby is sick, she becomes sick also,
Training him up in love,
Chastising him when he goes wrong with affection;
Giving him hope and courage, helping him make good choices ...