Mother means more to me today
Than she ever has before,
Although she has moved away from here
And lives now on the golden shore.
When I was a child, she played with me
And cooled my fevered brow;
Her presence drove all fears away,
How could she mean MORE, now?

When still a child, I saw her kneel
At an old-time altar where-
She poured out her troubled heart to God
And received the Saviour there.
The years passed by and we were pals;
Hardships wrinkled mother's brow.
But her faith in God as a flower grew;
How could she mean MORE, now?

As into young womanhood I grew,
Mother warned of sin and shame,
And urged me to live above the world;
To honour the Saviour's Name.
Her words and prayers oft came to me
When Satan would have me bow,
Then God would send strength to overcome,
How could she mean MORE, now?

While mother was here, I knew for SURE
There was one who loved and cared;
And she always planned for me, the best-
No matter how SHE fared.
Now I miss her smile and her tender love,
But she has kept her vow.
She lived for Christ while here below, so
How could she mean MORE, now?

When into the valley of the shadow she came
And it was her time to go;
Like a soldier I saw her march with Him
Who doth conquer every foe.
Such confidence and trust, O Lord,
Wilt Thou to me endow;
For mother's life has challenged me,
That's why she means MORE, now!

The earthly possessions she left were few,
But a rich heritage I find-
Her Bible, her faith, her confidence sure,
Bring peace to the troubled mind.
And now she lives in a mansion fair,
Clothed upon, I know not how-
But for me she awaits inside heav'n's gate,
And that's why she means MORE, now.