And I like the idea of, when the day is having its way with me, saying with exasperated eyes and hands lifted to heaven, with laughter, "O precious day of Motherhood!"
O Blessed Day of Motherhood
O blessèd day of motherhood!
We lift our hearts in praise,
To thank the Source of every good:
Thy joy crowns all our days.
O God, our Father, bless this day,
Enrich its golden store
Of blessèd mother love, and may
Thy children Thee adore.
O gracious day of motherhood!
Our faith, by God increased,
Hath each alluring foe withstood;
Our souls He hath released.
O God, our Father, bless this day,
Enrich its golden store
Of gracious mother love, and may
Thy children Thee adore.
O precious day of motherhood!
Teach us in Christ to find
The greater gifts of brotherhood;
Bring peace to all mankind.
O God, our Father, bless this day,
Enrich its golden store
Of precious mother love, and may
Thy children Thee adore.
O wondrous day of motherhood!
Thy love to all abound;
Beside the cross once Mary stood;
Again let love be crowned.
O God, our Father, bless this day,
Enrich its golden store
Of wondrous mother love, and may
Thy children Thee adore.
Words: Ernest F. McGregor, 1925.
Music: Mater, Arthur Depew, 1925 (MIDI, score).
painting: Les Joies dune Mere by William Bougereau (1825-1905)
We lift our hearts in praise,
To thank the Source of every good:
Thy joy crowns all our days.
O God, our Father, bless this day,
Enrich its golden store
Of blessèd mother love, and may
Thy children Thee adore.
O gracious day of motherhood!
Our faith, by God increased,
Hath each alluring foe withstood;
Our souls He hath released.
O God, our Father, bless this day,
Enrich its golden store
Of gracious mother love, and may
Thy children Thee adore.
O precious day of motherhood!
Teach us in Christ to find
The greater gifts of brotherhood;
Bring peace to all mankind.
O God, our Father, bless this day,
Enrich its golden store
Of precious mother love, and may
Thy children Thee adore.
O wondrous day of motherhood!
Thy love to all abound;
Beside the cross once Mary stood;
Again let love be crowned.
O God, our Father, bless this day,
Enrich its golden store
Of wondrous mother love, and may
Thy children Thee adore.
Words: Ernest F. McGregor, 1925.
Music: Mater, Arthur Depew, 1925 (MIDI, score).
painting: Les Joies dune Mere by William Bougereau (1825-1905)
I found this song, too, and am going to record myself singing it for my mom for Mother's Day (I'm always a few days behind). I played around with the arrangement a little, updated the language a little (Thee, Thy, hath, mankind = You, Your, has, humankind). I probably wouldn't have even commented, but then I noticed that we're neighbors...I'm just up the coast a ways in a small apartment in San Francisco. I figured that was a sign that I should give you an online "high five" or "cool beans" or "Amen!" for posting the hymn. Plus, your kids happy faces made it a joy to comment. God's Blessings! Daryl
ReplyDeleteWEll, thanks for stopping by, neighbor! : ) I hope your mom likes the song you record. I have not heard the music to this, I just liked the words. I'll have to look up the music.
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