If I Could Hear My Mother Pray Again

1

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.

2

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.

3

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.

4

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.

CHORUS

If I could only hear my mother pray again,

If I could hear her tender voice as then!

So happy I should be,

'twould mean so much to me,

If I could hear my mother pray again.

J. W. Vaughan

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9wc6NOScZLE

Well, the mandatory scripture for Mother's Day is Proverbs 31 -- "The virtuous woman"

(Am I the only woman who really resented hearing that sermon EVERY SINGLE YEAR?) Let's see if I can find an alternative...

Here's one that I think somewhat tempers the rigorous requirements of "the virtuous woman"

Luke 10

38 Now it came to pass, as they went, that he entered into a certain village: and a certain woman named Martha received him into her house. 39 And she had a sister called Mary, which also sat at Jesus' feet, and heard his word. 40 But Martha was cumbered about much serving, and came to him, and said, Lord, dost thou not care that my sister hath left me to serve alone? bid her therefore that she help me. 41 And Jesus answered and said unto her, Martha, Martha, thou art careful and troubled about many things: 42 But one thing is needful: and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her.