Tell Mother I’ll Be There (EN 2545)

EN 2545

Tell Mother I’ll Be There

Jer.31.19

When I was but a little child how well I recollect

How I would grieve my mother with my folly and neglect;

And now that she has gone to Heav’n I miss her tender care:

O Savior, tell my mother, I’ll be there!

Tell mother I’ll be there, in answer to her prayer;

This message, blessed Savior, to her bear!

Tell mother I’ll be there, Heav’n’s joys with her to share;

Yes, tell my darling mother I’ll be there.

Though I was often wayward, she was always kind and good;

So patient, gentle, loving when I acted rough and rude;

My childhood griefs and trials she would gladly with me share:

O Savior, tell my mother, I’ll be there!

When I became a prodigal, and left the old rooftree,

She almost broke her loving heart in mourning after me;

And day and night she prayed to God to keep me in His care:

O Savior, tell my mother, I’ll be there!

One day a message came to me, it bade me quickly come

If I would see my mother ere the Savior took her home;

I promised her, before she died, for Heaven to prepare:

O Savior, tell my mother, I’ll be there!