| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d1 | A prayer on the wings of an angel | | | | | | | |
| d2 | Ah well I remember in youth's sunny hour | | | | | | | |
| d3 | Along a crowded thoroughfare | | | | | | | |
| d4 | Angels bear the news to mother | | | | | | | |
| d5 | [As] I walk [walked] through [in] the woodland meadow [meadows] | | | | | | | |
| d6 | As I wandered round the homestead | | | | | | | |
| d7 | As the shadows of evening were falling | | | | | | | |
| d8 | At home or away, in the alley or street | | | | | | | |
| d9 | Away from the home that sheltered thy youth | | | | | | | |
| d10 | Blessings on the hand of woman | | | | | | | |
| d11 | Carry me back to my mother's true love | | | | | | | |
| d12 | Come near to the bedside of mother, my boy | | | | | | | |
| d13 | Do they see me at home | | | | | | | |
| d14 | For mother's sake, my boy, say No | | | | | | | |
| d15 | Have you wandered far from home | | | | | | | |
| d16 | I am going home to mother | | | | | | | |
| d17 | I am thinking tonight of the far away years | | | | | | | |
| d18 | I hear the soft wind sighing | | | | | | | |
| d19 | I knelt by my mother | | | | | | | |
| d20 | I learned it in the long ago | | | | | | | |
| d21 | I never can forget the day I heard my mother kindly say | | | | | | | |
| d22 | I recall a cozy corner | | | | | | | |
| d23 | I saw my mother kneeling | | | | | | | |
| d24 | In a dark and gloomy prison | | | | | | | |
| d25 | In a lonely graveyard [churchyard], many miles away | | | | | | | |
| d26 | In my childhood's happy days | | | | | | | |
| d27 | In the sweet days of my childhood | | | | | | | |
| d28 | I've a tender recollection | | | | | | | |
| d29 | I've been thinking today of thos years of long ago | | | | | | | |
| d30 | Kiss me, mother, kiss me gently | | | | | | | |
| d31 | Like the sheep that's gone astray | | | | | | | |
| d32 | Long ago in childhood's happy days | | | | | | | |
| d33 | Memory paints a picture very dear to me | | | | | | | |
| d34 | My darling arose in the bright early mroning | | | | | | | |
| d35 | My mother pressed me to her breast | | | | | | | |
| d36 | Oft within a little cottage | | | | | | | |
| d37 | Out in the wide world, and far away from home | | | | | | | |
| d38 | Precious mother, I am going | | | | | | | |
| d39 | Sadly tonight I am sitting | | | | | | | |
| d40 | Shall I meet my sainted mother | | | | | | | |
| d41 | Sing to me, mother's sweet lullaby song | | | | | | | |
| d42 | Some mother's boy, who can he be | | | | | | | |
| d43 | Somebody's mother is kneeling tonight | | | | | | | |
| d44 | There comes to my heart one [a] sweet strain | | | | | | | |
| d45 | There's a dear and precious book | | | | | | | |
| d46 | There's an old dusty attic | | | | | | | |
| d47 | There's many a lovely picture | | | | | | | |
| d48 | They sing to me of paradise | | | | | | | |
| d49 | Through the years of pride and promise | | | | | | | |
| d50 | 'Tis a simple twilight picture | | | | | | | |
| d51 | 'Twas in the days of careless youth | | | | | | | |
| d52 | When I was but a little child | | | | | | | |
| d53 | When my steps are homeward turning | | | | | | | |
| d54 | Where is my wandering boy tonight | | | | | | | |
| d55 | You may wander far away | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]
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