Forsake not the law of thy mother.@Proverbs 1:8

Joseph H. Weber, 1889.

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Joseph H. Weber (1855-?)

Can a boy forget his mother’s prayer,
When he has wandered, God knows where?
It’s down the path of death and shame,
But mother’s prayers are heard the same!

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Come back, my boy, come back, I say,
And walk now in thy mother’s way;
Come back, my boy, come back, I say,
And walk now in thy mother’s way.

Can a boy forget his mother’s face,
Whose heart was kind and filled with grace?
Her loving voice it echoes sweet:
She waits, she longs, her boy to meet!

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Can a boy forget his mother’s door,
From which he wandered years before?
With tears and sighs she said, Goodbye!
Meet me, my boy, beyond the sky!

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Can a boy forget that she is dead,
Though many years have passed and fled?
Those tears, that prayer, that sweet Goodbye;
She waits to welcome thee on high!

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