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My mother's songs

Author: Wm. McEwan Hymnal: Glad Tidings in Song #165 (1921) First Line: As I lay one night adreaming Lyrics: 1 As I lay one night adreaming Of the days that now are gone, I was carried back to childhood To a quiet little home; After years of sin and sorrow I had so’t my home once more And I heard my mother singing Songs she sang in days of yore. Abide with me: fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Lord, with me abide; When other helpers fail and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. 2 Hark! the singing now is over, I can hear the voice in prayer, For her child she’s gently pleading Kneeling by the old arm chair, ‘Tis a prayer of faith and pity, Yet her words with love we’ll ring, Then she stops—I pause to listen, I can hear her sweetly sing. Jesus lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high. 3 But alas! I’m only dreaming Ne’er here I’ll see her face again; Many years has that dear mother In a quiet churchyard lain, Tho’ she’s gone to her Redeemer, Yet her words with love still ring, By her grave in dreams while standing I can hear her sweetly sing. Safe in the arms of Jesus, Safe on His gentle breast, There, by His love o’ershaded, Sweetly my soul shall rest. Topics: Mother; Solo Languages: English Tune Title: [As I lay one night a-dreaming]
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My Mother's Songs

Hymnal: Celestial Songs #843 (1921) First Line: As I lay one night adreaming Languages: English Tune Title: [As I lay one night adreaming]
My Mother's Songs

My mother's songs

Author: William McEwan Hymnal: Hosanna in the Highest, Gypsy Smith's Campaign Song Book #d11 (1923) First Line: As I lay one night a-dreaming Languages: English
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