Mother’s Prayers

Composer: Francis Blackmer, 1887

Behold that mo­ther’s way­ward boy

Preparing home to leave;

He does not heed her lov­ing words

Or fail her heart to grieve.

On rov­ing bent

he lit­tle now

For her af­fect­ion cares

And cru­el­ly for­sakes her

yet

She fol­lows with her pray­ers.

Gone

gone

she knows not where

And yet her love he shares;

Forgotten nev­er

he’s fol­lowed ev­er

By a faith­ful mo­ther’s pray­ers.

The months roll on

she anx­ious waits

But tid­ings do not come;

Engrossed in sin

the err­ing boy

Sends not a mes­sage home.

O does he live? And if he does

She knows not how he fares;

What dread sus­pense! yet faith­ful still

She up­ward sends her pray­ers.

Think you the God of all the earth

Hears not that mo­ther’s cry?

Think you He will not find her boy

Ere he in sin shall die?

Tho’ he may roam in ma­ny lands

And fall by sin­ful snares

Will God not sure­ly hon­or yet

That faith­ful mother’s pray­ers?

Perchance some soul

this ve­ry hour

Recalls an ear­ly vow;

Perchance some mo­ther

far away

To God is pray­ing now;

O

wea­ry

hea­vy bur­dened one

On Je­sus cast your cares;

And find the heav’n­ly re­fuge thro’

A faith­ful mo­ther’s pray­er.

Gone

gone

she knows not where

And yet her love he shares;

Forgotten nev­er

he’s fol­lowed ev­er

By a faith­ful mo­ther’s pray­ers.

The months roll on

she anx­ious waits

But tid­ings do not come;

Engrossed in sin

the err­ing boy

Sends not a mes­sage home.

O does he live? And if he does

She knows not how he fares;

What dread sus­pense! yet faith­ful still

She up­ward sends her pray­ers.

Think you the God of all the earth

Hears not that mo­ther’s cry?

Think you He will not find her boy

Ere he in sin shall die?

Tho’ he may roam in ma­ny lands

And fall by sin­ful snares

Will God not sure­ly hon­or yet

That faith­ful mother’s pray­ers?

Perchance some soul

this ve­ry hour

Recalls an ear­ly vow;

Perchance some mo­ther

far away

To God is pray­ing now;

O

wea­ry

hea­vy bur­dened one

On Je­sus cast your cares;

And find the heav’n­ly re­fuge thro’

A faith­ful mo­ther’s pray­er.

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