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1 Mother of mercy, day by day
My love of thee grows more and more;
Thy gifts are strewn up on my way,
Like sands upon the great seashore,
Like sands upon the great seashore.
2 Though poverty, and work, and woe,
The masters of my life may be;
In darkest hours, who does not know
That all is light with love of thee?
That all is light with love of thee.
3 Oh, gain me grace to love thee more:
Thy Son will give, if thou wilt plead!
And, Mother, when life's cares are o'er,
Oh! I shall love thee then indeed,
4 My Lord, when His three hours were run,
Bequeath'd thee, from the cross, to me;
And oh, how can I love thy Son,
Sweet mother, if I love not thee!
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First Line: | Mother of Mercy, day by day |
Title: | Mother of Mercy |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1880 |
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Name: | [Mother of mercy, day by day] |
Key: | F Major or modal |