Married: 9 May 1816
Hartlebury, Worcestershire, England.rriag
1816 • Worcester, Worcestershire, En
by Thomas Jones
Dearest Mother thou that dwellest
In a Cottage near the line
Would to God I lived more near thee
I could blend my Prayers with thine.
O’er my days of youth and childhood
Thou didst watch with tender care
‘Twas thy lips that first did teach me
For to breathe my earliest prayer.
Would to God I loved more near thee
I could teach the words sublime
Which are contained within the Gospel
Revealed to man for the last time.
Twenty years have gone and past us
Since the Gospel I first heard
But through all my cares and trouble,
I ne’er forgot the precious word.
Which I obeyed when it was taught me
By a humble man of God
Called and ordained to preach the Gospel
Altho a tiller of the sod.
‘Tis the Gospel that was promised
Should again be brought to man
By an Angel from the heavens
According as John’s vision ran.
Then dearest Mother let me pray you
To this message lend an ear
And obey what has been taught you
By your son who loves you dear.
Never mind the scoffs or scandal
Raised by people or the Priest
Buckle on the Gospel Armor
Come and join fair freedom’s feast.
Thomas wrote this poem to his Mother who remained in England when he immigrated to America. Since she was baptized in the Endowment House by proxy after her death, she must not have joined the church during her lifetime. This poem was Thomas’ testimony to her. She died eight months after he arrived in Utah and may not have received this poem before her death.
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