124. Mother’s Praying There

1 There’s a little cottage nestling underneath the maple trees,
And the honey-suckle twines around the door;
And the snowy window curtains flutter in the summer breeze;
O the picture haunts my mem’ry evermore.

Refrain:
My mother’s praying there for me,
Loving me wherever I may be;
Praying that her boy may know the christian’s joy,
My mother’s praying there for me.

2 There’s a silver brooklet rippling, making music i the glen,
Blending with the merry songs the robins sing;
But my mother’s voice is sweeter, pleading o’er and o’er again,
That the Lord would to Himself the wand’rer bring. [Refrain]

3 There’ll be gladness in that cottage, happy hallelujahs there,
I will write to mother ere I sleep tonight;
I have found the blessed Saviour, and in answer to her prayer,
God has brought me out of darkness into light. [Refrain]

Text Information
First Line: There's a little cottage nestling underneath the maple trees
Title: Mother’s Praying There
Author: Eliza E. Hewitt
Refrain First Line: My mother’s praying there for me
Language: English
Publication Date: 1921
Topic: Prayer; Mothers



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