| Last night as I lay down to sleep
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| I heard someone began to weep
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| Then I got up just to see
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| I heard my mother praying for me
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| She was kneeling by her bed
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| And tears of pain were being shed
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| She said, «Dear God, please hear my plea»
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| I heard my mother praying for me
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| I got my Bible and sat down
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| And in the Holy Book I found
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| The way to end this misery
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| Thank God, my mother prayed for me
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| I read it on into the night
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| And soon began to see the light
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| And now at last my soul is free
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| Thank God, my mother prayed for me |