Scripture Verse

Do not forsake your mother’s teaching. Proverbs 1:8

Introduction

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Young Mother
Georges Moreau de Tours
1848–1901

Words: S. Otis Roe, in The Ideal Song and Hymn Book, by Da­ni­el B. Tow­ner (New York: Flem­ing H. Re­vell, 1909), num­ber 67.

Music: Ow­en F. Pugh (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Roe (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

portrait
Owen F. Pugh
1867–1920

Lyrics

Tho’ far away you’ve wan­dered,
From home and mo­ther’s God,
Tho’ gold­en hours you’ve squan­dered,
And paths of sin you’ve trod,
Your mo­ther loves you still;
Your mo­ther loves you still,
Tho’ oth­er friends may prove un­true,
Your mo­ther loves you still.

Whene’er your name is spok­en,
Her eyes with tears are wet;
Her heart is al­most brok­en,
But she can ne’er for­get.
Your mo­ther loves you still;
Your mo­ther loves you still,
Tho’ oth­er friends may prove un­true,
Your mo­ther loves you still.

Your mo­ther loves you dear­ly,
But Je­sus loves you more;
His voice, now call­ing clear­ly,
Has called you oft be­fore.
Your Sav­ior loves you still,
Your Sav­ior loves you still;
Tho’ all the world may prove un­true,
Your Sav­ior loves you still.

While now your friends are pray­ing,
He waits, your heart to fill;
He’ll keep your feet from stray­ing,
Your Sav­ior loves you still.
Your Sav­ior loves you still,
Your Sav­ior loves you still;
Tho’ all the world may prove un­true,
Your Sav­ior loves you still.