How sweet and happy seem, those days of which I dream

Memory recalls them now and then

And with what rapture sweet, my weary heart will beat

If I could hear my mother pray again

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If I could only hear my mother pray again

If I could hear her, tender voice as then

How glad I would be, ?would mean so much to me

If I could hear my mother pray again


Within the old home place, her patient smiling face

Was always spreading comfort, hope and cheer

And when she used to sing to her eternal king

It was the angels loved to hear


She used to pray that I, on Jesus would rely

And always walked the shining gospel way

So trusting still His love I seek that home above.

Where I shall meet my mother some glad day.


Her work on earth is done, the life crown has been won

And she will be at rest with Him above.

And some glad morning, she I know will welcome me.

To that eternal home of peace and love