How sweet and happy seem those days of which I dream

When memory recalls them now and then

And with that rapture sweet my weary heart would beat

If I could hear my mother pray again

If I could hear my mother pray again if I could hear her tender voice as then

So glad I'd be with who means so much to me if I could hear my mother pray again

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She used to pray that I on Jesus would rely and always walk the shining gospel way

So trusting still his love I'll seek that home above

Where I shall meet my mother some glad day

If I could hear...