“Protect my little ones”, falling down on my knees
“Dear Jesus, I am begging you please
I present my children again today
For your protection dear Lord, I pray”
Kneeling by my bedside, every day in a row
God, upon my children, a blessing bestow
Never giving up on her opportunities
To present to Thee, her little trophies
Teach them to pray, dear Lord I pray
For they need to know to pray, some day
Prayer is the key to unlock every door
Also the many blessings, God has in store.
Thank you my mother for your prayers for me
They have guided me on my onward journey
Your prayers have helped me, to make the best choice
Thank God for my mother’s voice.
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