When I Knelt at Mother's Knee

1 There’s a sweet and precious story,
That is all in all to me,
‘Tis the story of the Saviour’s love so true;
For I heard it whispered often
As I knelt at mother’s knee,
And she said “this loving Saviour died for you.”

Refrain:
O that story ne’er grows old,
Tho’ to me ‘twas often told
As I knelt close by my sainted mother’s knee.

2 I can see her in the twilight,
In those days from care so free,
As she told the precious story o’er and o’er;
And I long for such a moment,
Just to rest beside her knee,
When my heart with cares is bleeding, bruised and sore. [Refrain]

3 Long, long years have gone since mother
With her hand upon my head,
Told me of this Friend unfailing, loving, dear;
But in all my life’s long journey,
By her counsels safely led,
I have found this precious Saviour ever near. [Refrain]

4 “There’s a Friend who loves you truly,
Who was once a little child,
And he came from heav’n to earth long, long ago;
He was tender, patient, loving;
He was holy, meek and mild,
And I pray this Friend so faithful you may know.” [Refrain]

Source: New Songs of the Gospel No. 3: for use in religious meetings #52

• MIDI file from New Songs of the Gospel No. 3: for use in religious meetings #52