If I Could Hear My Mother Pray Again

How sweet and happy seem those days of which I dream

When memory recalls them now and then

And with what rapture sweet, my weary heart would beat

If I could hear my mother pray againIf I could only hear my mother pray again

If I could only hear her tender voice as then

How happy I would be would mean so much to me

If I could hear my mother pray againShe 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

For I shall meet my mother, some glad dayIf I could only hear my mother pray again

If I could only hear her tender voice as then

How happy I would be would mean so much to me

If I could hear my mother pray again