MOTHER (AS MINE WAS HERE)
Lyrics: Rev. John B. Kelly - Music: Cosmo P. Teri
Had I Thy hand, O God, and all its might,
And all Thy works of beauty in the light
Beneath my gaze,
I'd make my noblest work a mother, too, as Thou didst,
Master Artist of the Blue,
In heaven's ways.
Had I Thy power in mortal mould,
The dust in which we dwell while growing old
Each speeding year,
I'd bring from Nothing's void a woman planned
To grace the earth with goodness never spanned,
As mine was here.
But now I know as memory molds her clay,
Or through the mists of tears she comes Earth's way
To comfort me.
More loveliness in absence does she wear
Than Thou didst give to her,
Or Man could dare to ask of Thee.
(Contributed by Lou Rugani - The Music of the Stars (WLIP) - November 2015)