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.
2. She used to pray that I on Jesus would reply,
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.
3. Within the old homeplace her patient, smiling face
Was always spreading comfort, hope and cheer;
And when she usded to sing to her eternal king,
It was the songs the angels loved to hear.
4. 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.