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