Mother, at Your Feet
Mother, at your feet is kneeling, one who loves you, 'tis your Child;
Who has sighed so oft to see you, bless me Mother, bless your child.
Mother, when my Jesus calls me, from this world so dark and drear,
From the wily snares of Satan, shield me Mother, Mother dear.
Plead for me when Jesus judges, answer for me when He asks;
How I've spent so many moments, how performed so many tasks.
Mary, O my dearest Mother, may it e'er to me be given,
As on earth I fondly love thee, so to love thee still in Heav'n.
Dearest Mother, tell my Jesus, how I love Him fond and true,
And, oh Mary, dearest Mother,
Tell Him I belong to you.
Mother, at your feet is kneeling, one who loves you, 'tis your Child;
Who has sighed so oft to see you, bless me Mother, bless your child.
Mother, when my Jesus calls me, from this world so dark and drear,
From the wily snares of Satan, shield me Mother, Mother dear.
Plead for me when Jesus judges, answer for me when He asks;
How I've spent so many moments, how performed so many tasks.
Mary, O my dearest Mother, may it e'er to me be given,
As on earth I fondly love thee, so to love thee still in Heav'n.
Dearest Mother, tell my Jesus, how I love Him fond and true,
And, oh Mary, dearest Mother,
Tell Him I belong to you.
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