The song my mother sings - Webb, George J.

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◈ Genre → Partsongs ♬ Voicing → SATB ¶ Language → English

Parts 4

Instruments A cappella

Pages 8

CPDL # 79251

Editor David Anderson

Posted 2024-02-23

License Personal

¶Lyrics / Text

It is the song my mother sings, And gladly do I list the strain; I never hear it, but it brings The wish to hear it sung again. She breathed it to me long ago, To lull me to my baby rest; And as she murmured, soft and low, I slept in peace upon her breast. Oh, gentle Song! thou hast a throng Of angel tones within thy spell; I feel that I shall love thee long, And fear I love thee far too well. For though I turn to hear thee now, With doting glance of warm delight; In after-years I know not how Thy plaintive notes may dim my sight. That mother’s voice will then be still, I hear it falter day by day; It soundeth like a fountain rill, That trembles ere it cease to play. And then this heart, thou simple Song, Will find an anguish in thy spell; ’Twill wish it could not love so long, Or had not loved thee half so well.