I never can forget the day
When my dear mother did sweetly say
"You are leaving, my darling boy,
You always have been your mother's joy.
Now as you leave this world to roam
You may not be able to get back home
But remember Jesus, who lives on high
Is watching over you with a mighty eye
The world is so full of old sin and woe
And many sorrows everywhere you go
But remember Jesus who's everywhere
If you get in trouble now, He'll meet you there
If you'll bow down before His face
And trust in Him for His saving grace, now
And you have a burden, He'll make them light
And He sure will guide you all in the right"
Now when I think of my mother dear
How often she did then try to cheer
My wandering mind whilst going astray
By saying: "Son, accept the way."