Lead thy mother tenderly (Carlos Troyer)
- Editor: Christian Steiner (submitted 2003-05-27). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 118 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes:
Title: Lead Thy Mother Tenderly
Composer: Carlos Troyer
Original text and translations
Lead thy mother tenderly down life's steep decline;
Once her arm was thy support, now she leans on thine.
See upon her lovely face, those deep lines of care;
Think it was her toil for thee left that record there.
Ne'er forget that tirelesswatch kept by day and night
Taking from her step the grace, from her eyes the light.
Shield from harm the faithful heart, which through weary years
Echoed with its sympathy, smiles and tender tears.
Cherish well thy mother's love, guard the priceless boon,
For the bitter parting hour cometh all too soon,
Other love may seem more dear, time will ever prove:
Truest, fondest, best of all is thy mother's love.