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I knelt by my mother, her hand on my head,
And uttered my prayer at her knee;
Now far, far away from her side I have strayed
But my mother is praying for me.
My mother is praying for me,
My mother is praying for me,
For surely I know that wherever I go,
My mother is praying for me.
In darkness and sin I have wandered away,
Nor tried from temptation to flee;
But down in my heart I could never forget
That my mother was praying for me.
My mother is praying for me,
My mother is praying for me,
For surely I know that wherever I go,
My mother is praying for me.
I’m weary of sinning; I turn to the cross,
And its light shining o’er me I see;
I’ll go to my Savior and thank Him again,
That a mother was praying for me.
My mother is praying for me,
My mother is praying for me,
For surely I know that wherever I go,
My mother is praying for me.
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LYRICS
Meter:
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11 8 11 8 and refrain
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Trans/Adapted:
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Dates:
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c.1903
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Bible Refs:
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1 Ki 2:20;
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MUSIC
Name:
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MY MOTHER IS PRAYING FOR ME
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Meter:
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11 8 11 8 and refrain
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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echo ' | ';
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