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Not long ago |
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I was thinking of home |
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And I wondered if |
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Mama was there all alone |
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I thought |
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I'd drop by as |
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I'd done before |
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But the sound from within made me stop at the door |
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She was praying |
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A sound that the world seldom hears |
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Praying, her words were pleading and cear |
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The sound of her vioce as she spoke my name |
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Brought tears to my eyes, |
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My heart filled with shame |
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Praying, praying for someone like me |
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I was walking one night and |
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I felt so alone |
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My heart was weary from the trouble |
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I'd knownI hadn't noticed a church that was near |
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Till the sound from within seemed to fill the air |
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They were praying |
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A sound that the world seldom hears |
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Praying, the children that |
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God loves so dear |
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Outside in the darkness |
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I could not see |
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But I could picture them down on their knees |
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Praying, praying for someone like me |
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Praying, praying for someone like me |