+ IF I COULD HEAR MY MOTHER +
How sweet and happy seem those days of which I dream.
When memory recalls them now and then.
And with that rapture sweet my weary heart would beat.
If I could hear my mother pray again.
She use to pray that I on Jesus would rely.
And always walk the shining gospel way.
So trusting in His love I'd seek that home above.
Where I shall meet my mother some glad day.
If I could hear my mother pray again.
If I could hear her tender voices then.
So happy I would be would mean so much to me.
If I could hear my mother pray again.
Within the old homeplace her patient smiling face.
Was always speading comfort hope and cheer.
And when she use to sing to her eternal king
It was the songs the angels love to hear.
Her work on earth is done the life crown has been won.
and she will 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 tender voices then.
So happy I would be would mean so much to me.
If I could hear my mother pray again.
SONG BY GEORGE JONES
PAGE BY MARLENE
MAY 10,2009
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When memory recalls them now and then.
And with that rapture sweet my weary heart would beat.
If I could hear my mother pray again.
She use to pray that I on Jesus would rely.
And always walk the shining gospel way.
So trusting in His love I'd seek that home above.
Where I shall meet my mother some glad day.
If I could hear my mother pray again.
If I could hear her tender voices then.
So happy I would be would mean so much to me.
If I could hear my mother pray again.
Within the old homeplace her patient smiling face.
Was always speading comfort hope and cheer.
And when she use to sing to her eternal king
It was the songs the angels love to hear.
Her work on earth is done the life crown has been won.
and she will 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 tender voices then.
So happy I would be would mean so much to me.
If I could hear my mother pray again.
SONG BY GEORGE JONES
PAGE BY MARLENE
MAY 10,2009
The music on this site is by original artists and is simply meant for entertainment and educational purposes only, without any commercial interest whatsoever or profit of any kind. Titles have copyright by their respective artists and record companies. Please support artists by purchasing their music from your local music stores.