A Son's Prayer
Thank you, Lord, for giving me a mother
Who has loved me like no other.
She took care of me when I was young,
And taught me to hold my tongue.
She puts my needs before her own,
And will even when I am grown.
For even with an empty nest,
My mother will be the best.
She taught me to follow You,
And worship You in all I do.
Faithfully has she served You,
And taken care of me, too.
And so, Lord, I pray that You will
Bless her until her hands You fill.
And when she goes home, Lord,
I pray that she will be adored.
I pray this to You, Lord, and no other,
Because I love my mother.
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