| When I was but a little child how well I recollect
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| How I would grieve my mother with my folly and neglect
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| And now that she has gone to Heaven I miss her tender care
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| O Savior tell my mother I’ll be there
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| Tell mother I’ll be there in answer to her prayer
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| This message blessed Savior to her bear
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| Tell mother I’ll be there heaven’s joys with her to share
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| Yes tell my darling mother I’ll be there
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| Though I was often wayward she was always kind and good
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| So patient gentle loving when my ways were rough and rude
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| My childhood grief’s and trials she would gladly with me share
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| O Savior tell my mother I’ll be there
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| One day a message came to me it bade me quickly come
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| If I would see my mother ere the Savior took her home
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| I promised her before she died for heaven to prepare
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| O Savior tell my mother I’ll be there
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| Tell mother I’ll be there in answer to her prayer
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| This message blessed Savior to her bear
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| Tell mother I’ll be there heaven’s joys with her to share
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| Yes tell my darling mother I’ll be there |