Forsake not the law of thy mother.
Proverbs 6:20
Words & Music: E. E. Matthews, in Truth and Hope (Hudson, North Carolina: Teachers’ Music Publishing, 1919), number 19 (🔊 pdf nwc). In memory of my dear sister, Mrs. Cora C. Schults, who was called to her reward, June 14, 1915.
If you know Matthews’ full name, or where to get a good photo of him (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Mother’s gone far, far away,
Gone to dwell with saints for aye;
Safe in Heav’n, a crown to wear,
’Mid the scenes so bright and fair.
Refrain
Yes, we’ll meet our sainted mother,
In the home so far away,
When we cross death’s silent river,
Reach the land of endless day.
When we placed her in the grave,
Back to earth the dear form gave,
Grief was ours no tongue can tell—
’Twas so sad, that last farewell!
Refrain
Will you meet her in that land,
Clasp again her gentle hand?
There our Savior reigns alone,
Parting hours are never known.
Refrain