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A Mother’s Prayer
Lord, go with her where I won’t go
Through a weeded field or a wet mud hole
Watch her chase the dog across the yard
I know she’ll fall, but not too hard
Grant her health that she’ll grow strong
Lots of friends that she’ll belong
Let her know she’s in Your care
At her call, You’re always there
But go with her where I can’t go
Through long dark nights and valleys low
Help me Lord, to be the one
To prove to her it can be done
I’ll leave my mark so she can see
That I’ve lain beneath that juniper tree
I’ll slice her a piece of Elijah’s cake
For strength that next hill to take
Then I’ll climb this mountain, steep and long
To turn around and cheer her on
That she might clearly see my track
Without a thought of looking back
But then let her see me soar so high
It’ll place in her a will to fly
To have from You what man can’t give
That her life for You, she’ll always live
For on that day when she’ll be grown
And has a family all her own
Let her be the one that firmly stands
On a rock that’s sure, not sinking sands
Because it matters not who knows her name
Or what earthly wealth she might obtain
Her presence may not draw a crowd
But as long as she’ll proclaim out loud
That You’re Lord of all she says and does
Of all that is and all that was
If she’ll say, “This world is not my home
I’ll stand for Him if it be alone”
Then I’ll not regret a single step
Not one bitter tear I’ve wept
For we’ll both agree, they were tears well cried
On a street of gold. . .side by side
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