
While I grew up from babe to youth,
'Ere I knew to be afraid,
God placed a hedge around me
Because my Momma prayed.

When I got a little older,
And my sinful footsteps strayed,
I turned from all her teachings,
But still my Momma prayed.
As my life went from bad to worse,
What an awful price I paid!
Sometimes it seemed so hopeless,
But still my Momma prayed.

Then the Holy Spirit filled me,
And God's prompting I obeyed;
I repented of my sins
Because my Momma prayed.

Christ Jesus came into my life,
Where ever since, He's stayed;
Who knows where I might be today,
If Momma hadn't prayed?
So lift your children to the Lord,
And like me, they'll be swayed;
They, too will be so thankful,
Because their Momma prayed

The effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much.
James 5:16

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