Meet Mother in the Skies

1 In a lonely graveyard, many miles away,
Lies your dear old mother ’neath the cold, cold clay;
Mem’ries oft returning of her tears and sighs,—
If you love your mother, meet her in the skies.

Refrain:
Listen to her pleading, “Wand’ring boy, come home,”
Lovingly, entreating, do not longer roam;
Let your manhood waken, heav’nward lift your eyes;
If you love your mother, meet her in the skies.

2 Now the old home, vacant, has no charms for you;
One dear form is absent—mother, kind and true;
Evermore she dwells where pleasure never dies,—
If you love your mother, meet her in the skies. [Refrain]

3 Now in true repentance to the Saviour flee,
He Who pardoned mother, mercy has for thee;
Now He waits to comfort, He will not despise,—
If you love your mother, meet her in the skies. [Refrain]

Source: Glad Tidings in Song #166

• MIDI file from The Cyber Hymnal #4200
  
• MIDI file from Timeless Truths #147