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 [ ac.guitar ] 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...