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
  If I could hear my mother pray again if I could hear her tender voice as then
  How glad I would 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
  For I shall meet my mother some glad day
  If I could hear my mother...