The Plymouth Sabbath School Collection of Hymns and Tunes ‎#230

230. I ought to love my mother

1 I ought to love my mother,
She loved me long ago,
There is on earth no other
That ever loved me so.
When a weak babe, much trial
I cause her, and much care;
For me no self-denial,
Nor labor did she spare.

2 When in my cradle lying,
Or on her loving breast,
She gently hushed my crying,
And rock'd her babe to rest;
When any thing has ail'd me,
To her I told my grief;
Her fond love never fail'd me
In finding some relief.

3 What sight is that which, near me,
Makes home a happy place,
And has such power to cheer me?
It is my mother's face.
What sound is that which ever
Makes my young heart rejoice
With tones that tire me never?--
It is my mother's voice.

4 When she is ill, to tend her,
My daily care shall be:
Such help as I can render
Will all be joy to me.
Though I can ne'er repay her
For all her tender care,
I'll honor and obey her
While God our lives shall spare.

Text Information

• First Line: I ought to love my mother
• Publication Date: 1865
• Notes: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: I OUGHT TO LOVE MY MOTHER
• Meter: 7s & 6s
• Key: D Major
• Source: From "Golden Chain" by permission