Hymn For The Lord's Day: If I Could Hear My Mother Pray Again

If I Could Hear My Mother Pray Again

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.

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.

Within the old home-place 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.

Her work on earth is done, the life-crown has been won,
And she will be as rest with Him above;
And some glad morning she, I know, will welcome me
To that eternal home of peace and love.

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.