Scripture Verse

Her children arise up, and call her blessed. Proverbs 31:28

Introduction

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Johnson Oatman, Jr. (1856–1922)

Words: John­son Oat­man, Jr., 1906.

Music: Aksim Will­iam M. Gold­en, 1906 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a bet­ter pho­to of Oat­man or Gold­en,

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William M. Golden (1878–1934)

Lyrics

When I reach my home eter­nal,
Reach that ci­ty bright and fair,
When I stand among the an­gels,
Will my mo­ther know me there?

Refrain

Yes, I know that she will know me,
In those man­sions bright and fair;
Mother’s love can ne’er for­get me,
And I’m sure she’ll know me there.

I have changed with chang­ing seasons,
I am bent with toil and care;
Do you think she will re­mem­ber,
Will my mo­ther know me there?

Refrain

Oft for me my mo­ther wrest­led,
When she used to kneel in pray­er;
Do you think that she’ll for­get me,
Will my mo­ther know me there?

Refrain

Mother’s face has been a bea­con,
O’er a sea of deep des­pair;
I shall look for her up yon­der,
Will my mo­ther know me there?

Refrain