Mary Celestia Parler;
Mary Jo and Mrs. T. M. Davis
Reel 201, Item 8
The Skeptic's Daughter
(The first part of this song was accidentally
erased from the tape.)
...Goodbye, Father, will you meet me
Where the happy millions dwell?
Here's my hand, oh, will you meet me
Where we'll never say farewell?
My dear Mother, I have often
Thought of riches, pride, and wealth,
But I'm now an outcast orphan
With no home or friend on earth.
So my father and my mother
Drive me homeless from their door,
I've a friend more dear than either
Who will keep me evermore.
Leaving mansions, fields, and fountains,
From the scene she turned away,
Up the wild and rocky mountain
Where her path in twilight lay.
To the bright and distant sago
Slowly did she travel on,
While her voice in lovely echo
Filled the valley with her song.
Rosedale's evening mild and gentle
In sweet zephyr found the moor,
And the night had spread her mantle
When the skeptic left his door.
Reel 201, Item 8, con't
Oh, dear Mary, come and listen,
To the lovely voice I hear,
Oh, come quickly, how my system,
Feels a weight I cannot bear.
The wife came to the verandah
Where she heard the tones abroad,
Oh, dear husband, it's Amanda
In sweet congress with her Lord,
Hear it through the starry regions,
How the heavenly anthems rise,
Oh, dear husband, her religion
Is the doctrine of the skies.
But the words were scarcely spoken
E'er she sunk in anguish wild,
And the father's heart was broken
As he ran towards his child.
Up the mountain dark and lonely,
Guided by her heavenly song,
Clasped his darling to his bosom,
Oh, my child, forgive my wrong.
Oh, come home, and save your father,
'Tis your prayers that let me live,
Come, my child, embrace your mother,
And our wretched hearts forgive.
Yes, my parents, I'll go with you,
And we'll live the heavenly theme,
Singing, Glory Hallelujah
To our Savior's glorious name.
Shouting glory to her Savior,
She returned in heavenly love,
And her parents soon found favor
In the joys of heaven above.
Then with all their sins forgiven,
Went rejoicing on their way,
To their home high up in heaven,
In the realms of endless day.
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