The Promise Made to Mother

Ere you left the home­stead in

The van­ished long ago

When your heart was hap­py

and

Your soul was pure as snow

You were bade to Je­sus’ feet

His shel­ter­ing love to know;

Don’t for­get the pro­mise made to Mo­ther.

Don’t for­get those ten­der hands

That soothed your care away;

Don’t forget that gen­tle face

Those tress­es thin and gray;

And don’t for­get her Sav­ior

Who is call­ing you today;

Don’t for­get the pro­mise made to Mo­ther.

When you sought the world

she bade

You take this faith­ful Friend

Begged you to con­fess Him and

In Him your soul de­fend;

Oft you vowed to claim Him and

To trust Him to the end;

Don’t for­get the pro­mise made to Mo­ther.

Far from grace you wan­dered in

The wea­ry pass­ing years;

Patiently she suf­fered and

Endured her grief and fears;

Many times you told her you

Would heed the pray­ers and tears;

Don’t forget the pro­mise made to Mother.

Once again you pro­mised when

Her pil­grim work was done

When she went in tri­umph to

Receive her gold­en crown

When she said

thro’ Christ alone

Were life and vic­to­ry won;

Don’t for­get the pro­mise made to Mo­ther.