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I've strange and happy scenes, the days of which I dream, and memories we call them now and then.
And if my master grieves or worries over me, then I'll hear my mother pray again.
If I could hear my mother pray again, if I could hear her gentle voice explain how happy I would be,
it would mean the world to me if I could hear my mother pray again.
She used to pray that I, on Jesus, would rely, and always walked the shining gospel way.
So trusting still is love, I'll sing that home above, where I shall meet my mother some glad day.
If I could hear my mother pray again,
If I could hear my mother pray again,
If I could hear her gentle voice explain how happy I would be,
it would mean the world to me if I could hear my mother pray again.
Her work on earth is done, the life ground has been won,
and she will...
To be at 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 gentle voice explain
how happy I would be,
if I could hear my mother pray again.
If I could hear her gentle voice explain how happy I would be,
if I could hear her gentle voice explain how happy I would be,
those lonely Souls heard.
If I could hear her gentle voice explain how happy I would be,
if I could hear her gentle voice explain how happy I would be.
If I could hear her gentle voice explain how happy I would be,
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