Words By: John Whitfield "Whit" Vaughan (1922)
Music By: James Rowe

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 again.

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If I could hear my mother pray again,

If I could hear her tender voice as then!

So glad I'd be, 'twould mean so much to me,

If I could hear my mother pray again.

She used to pray that I on Jesus would rely,

And always walk the shining gospel way;

So trusting still His love I seek that home above,

Where I shall meet my mother some glad day.

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If I could hear my mother pray again,

If I could hear her tender voice as then!

So glad I'd be, 'twould mean so much to me,

If I could hear my mother pray again.

Within the old homeplace, her patient, smiling face

Was always spreading comfort, hope and cheer;

And when she used to sing to her eternal King,

It was the songs the angels loved to hear.

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If I could hear my mother pray again,

If I could hear her tender voice as then!

So glad I'd be, 'twould mean so much to me,

If I could hear my mother pray again.

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

And she is resting sweetly in His love;

And some glad morning, He will welcome my mother

To that eternal, peaceful home above.

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If I could hear my mother pray again,

If I could hear her tender voice as then!

So glad I'd be, 'twould mean so much to me,

If I could hear my mother pray again.

        





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