I'm thinking today of my Old Fashioned Home
With Father and Mother in Prayer
How Father Would pray
Lord Save my dear children
It seemed that sweet heaven was there
I'd like to go back and think my days over
and hear my name spoken in prayer
How my parents would pray
Lord save my dear children
It seemed that sweet heaven was there.
Such Singing and shouting we had in those days
It lifted us out of all care
How We'd praise our Saviour and call on His Name
It seemed that sweet Heaven was there.