The Mother's Prayer by the Sea.
Copyright, 1889, by M. J. Fitzpatrick.
Words and Music by M. J. Fitzpatrick.
The sun was setting in the West, the song-birds sang their lay,
When recollections of the past recalled to mind the day
A mother prayed with outstretched arms, "Bring back my boy to me,"
As she kissed her lad his last farewell, as he steered for the open sea.
That mother waits with anxious heart, and watches day by day.
And hears the sound of the breakers roar like a lion upon his prey;
Then turns to Him who guides life's bark through this dark and stormy sea.
Her last words were the parting prayer, "Bring back my boy to me."
Time and tide roll quickly by, and vessels come and go,
But of the tidings of that lad there, no one seemed to know;
And through the lone and dreary night, when hearts from care were free,
That beacon light there shone so bright, in the cottage by the sea.-Chorus.
The cottage now is lone and sad, that mother's passed away,
The sailor lad's returned again, but now he's old and gray;
And wand'ring through the village streets, in visions oft does see,
And hears that mother's parting prayer, "Bring back my boy to me." -Cho.