| When I reach my home eternal
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| Reach that city bright and fair
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| When I stand among the angels
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| Will my mother know me there
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| Yes, I know that she will know me
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| In those mansions bright and fair
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| Mother’s love can ne’er forget me
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| And I’m sure she’ll know me there
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| I have changed with the changing seasons
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| I am bent with toil and care
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| When I stand among the angels
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| Will my mother know me there
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| All for me my mother wrestled
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| When she used to kneel in prayer
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| Do you think she has forgotten
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| Will my mother know me there
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| Mother’s face has been a beacon
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| O’er the sea of deep despair
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| I shall look for her up yonder
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| Will my mother know me there |