A new song, just in time for Mother's Day! Written less than two months ago (on 3-16-2026) it honors Christian mothers everywhere. Honoring our parents is "the first commandment with promise"— and every busy, devoted mother is worthy of our sincerest appreciation. Thank you, devoted moms!
An instrumental playout, playing just one verse.
Male and female voices singing four-part harmony a capella, all four verses.
To hear recordings of individual voices, dial (720) 721-1516, then press 10391 to hear Soprano, 10392 for Alto, 10393 for Tenor, or 10394 for Bass, or 10395 for this SATB Mix, but with only telephone quality.
To hear recordings of individual voices, dial (720) 721-1516, then press 10391 to hear Soprano, 10392 for Alto, 10393 for Tenor, or 10394 for Bass, or 10395 for this SATB Mix, but with only telephone quality.
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And Where, Dear Heart?
And where, dear heart, where will you find
Marvelous love in humankind?
Search as you will this world of sin--
Where is our first and fairest friend?
In motherhood bright glories shine,
Crafted in Heav'n with touch Divine,
with touch Divine.
Our life, through pain, she brings to birth,
Hallows the sting of Eve's old curse,
And — as did Mary, with God's Son --
So Mary's daughters, one by one,
Train tender hearts, through years, to stand
Faithfully with the Son of Man,
the Son of Man.
How blest the home where mother-pray'r
Blossoms in fragrance rich and rare,
Orders her days her Lord to please,
Serving with love 'the least of these,'
Gives mother-smiles from face to face,
Touching her tasks with healing grace,
with healing grace.
Awake, dear heart — rise up to laud
Motherhood sanctified by God;
Thankful we'll be, so, Lord, we cry,
"Give them each day in full supply
Treasures of mercies true and good,
Wisdom and strength for motherhood,
for motherhood."
© 2026 Stanley K. Brubaker
Composed 3-16-2026
Marvelous love in humankind?
Search as you will this world of sin--
Where is our first and fairest friend?
In motherhood bright glories shine,
Crafted in Heav'n with touch Divine,
with touch Divine.
Our life, through pain, she brings to birth,
Hallows the sting of Eve's old curse,
And — as did Mary, with God's Son --
So Mary's daughters, one by one,
Train tender hearts, through years, to stand
Faithfully with the Son of Man,
the Son of Man.
How blest the home where mother-pray'r
Blossoms in fragrance rich and rare,
Orders her days her Lord to please,
Serving with love 'the least of these,'
Gives mother-smiles from face to face,
Touching her tasks with healing grace,
with healing grace.
Awake, dear heart — rise up to laud
Motherhood sanctified by God;
Thankful we'll be, so, Lord, we cry,
"Give them each day in full supply
Treasures of mercies true and good,
Wisdom and strength for motherhood,
for motherhood."
© 2026 Stanley K. Brubaker
Composed 3-16-2026
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