I LONG TO LIE, DEAR MOTHER
Sung by: Mrs. T.F. Guthrie of San Antonio, TX
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On the cool and fragrant grass,
With the clear blue sky above my head,
And the shadowy clouds that pass.
I want the bright, bright sunshine
All ‘round about my head.
I’ll close my eyes, and God will think
Your little boy is dead.
And Christ will send his angels
To take me up to him.
They’ll bear me slow and quietly
Up through the ether dim,
And they’ll gently, gently lay me
Close to the Master’s side.
And when I’m sure that I’m in Heaven,
My eyes I’ll open wide,
And I’ll look among the angels
Who stand before the throne,
‘Til I find my sister Mary,
For I’m sure she must be one,
And we’ll go away, dear Mother,
And I’ll tell her all I’ve missed her sore,
(Comment by Mrs. Guthrie: “I’ve missed it.”)
All the while that she’s been gone.
And then I’ll ask the angels
To take me back to you.
They’ll bear me slow and tenderly
Down through the ether blue,
And you’ll only think, dear Mother,
That I’ve been out to play,
And have gone to sleep beneath the trees,
This sultry summer’s day.”
(Comment by Mrs. Guthrie: “Now what you gonna do with that?”)