She said, I desire one small petition of thee; I pray thee, say me not nay. And the king said unto her, Ask on, my mother: for I will not say thee nay.@1 Kings 2:20

May A. Osgood, in The Revival No. 4 (Atlanta, Georgia: Charlie D. Tillman, circa 1903), number 53.

Joseph H. Weber (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Joseph H. Weber (1855-?)

I knelt by my mother, her hand on my head,
And uttered my prayer at her knee;
Now far, far away from her side I have strayed
But my mother is praying for me.

Refrain

My mother is praying for me,
My mother is praying for me,
For surely I know that wherever I go,
My mother is praying for me.

In darkness and sin I have wandered away,
Nor tried from temptation to flee;
But down in my heart I could never forget
That my mother was praying for me.

Refrain

I’m weary of sinning; I turn to the cross,
And its light shining o’er me I see;
I’ll go to my Savior and thank Him again,
That a mother was praying for me.

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