Mother Pray

How sweet and happy seem those days of which I dream In memories I recall them now and then And with a rapture sweet, my weary heart would beat If I could hear my mother pray again If I could only hear my mother pray again If I could hear her tender voice as then How happy I would be, it would mean so much to me If I could hear my mother pray again Around the old home place, her cherishing smiling face Was always bringing comfort, joy and cheer And when she used to sing to her eternal King It was the sound I loved to hear If I could only hear my mother pray again If I could hear her tender voice as then How happy I would be, it would mean so much to me If I could hear my mother pray again If I could hear my mother pray again If I could hear my mother pray again