Nursery Rhymes

Tell Mother I'll be there

Tell Mother I'll be there Lyrics and Music

The beautiful words and lyrics of the popular hymn begin with "When I was but a little child how well I recollect How I would grieve my mother with my folly and neglect" as the first line of the hymn. Both the lyrics and the music of the "Tell Mother I'll be there" hymn were written by its American author and composer, Charles Millard Fillmore. The writer and composer, Charles Millard Fillmore, was born on July 15, 1860 and died on September 17, 1952. Charles Millard Fillmore was born in and became famous as a composer and musician. We have placed "Tell Mother I'll be there" in the category of Funeral Songs. Enjoy the beautiful lyrics of this popular Christian song and classic church hymn.

Tell Mother I'll be there Hymn
Title: Tell Mother I'll be there *** Name of Writer and Composer: Charles Millard Fillmore *** Hymns Category: Funeral Songs

Information about the Hymn
Title of Hymn: Tell Mother I'll be there
Author of Lyrics (Hymnist): Charles Millard Fillmore (July 15, 1860 to September 17, 1952)
Nationality of Author: American

Translator of the Hymn lyrics: N/A Hymn written in English

Name of Composer of Music: Charles Millard Fillmore
Hymn Category: Funeral Songs
First Line of Hymn: "When I was but a little child how well I recollect How I would grieve my mother with my folly and neglect"
First Publication Date: 1898

Tell Mother I'll be there Lyrics

When I was but a little child how well I recollect
How I would grieve my mother with my folly and neglect;
And now that she has gone to Heav'n I miss her tender care:
O Savior, tell my mother, I'll be there!

Refrain

Tell mother I'll be there, in answer to her prayer;
This message, blessèd Savior, to her bear!
Tell mother I'll be there, Heav'n's joys with her to share;
Yes, tell my darling mother I'll be there.

Though I was often wayward, she was always kind and good;
So patient, gentle, loving when I acted rough and rude;
My childhood griefs and trials she would gladly with me share:
O Savior, tell my mother, I'll be there!

Refrain

When I became a prodigal, and left the old rooftree,
She almost broke her loving heart in mourning after me;
And day and night she prayed to God to keep me in His care:
O Savior, tell my mother, I'll be there!

Refrain

One day a message came to me, it bade me quickly come
If I would see my mother ere the Savior took her home;
I promised her, before she died, for Heaven to prepare:
O Savior, tell my mother, I'll be there!

Refrain

Site Index

Privacy Statement

Cookie Policy

© 2017 Siteseen Ltd