Somebody somewhere was praying last night
when Jesus came in and I saw the light.
It must have been Mama. I heard her before as she knelt by her bedside,
her tears touched the floor.
Thank you Mama for praying for me. If you had not prayed, then where would I be?
They called you old fashioned but you loved the Lord
and your prayers touched the Master as your tears touched the floor.
She held to the Altar and wouldn't give in
till she knew all her children had been born again.
Just an old fashioned Mama but she loved the Lord
and your prayers touched the Master as your tears touched the floor.
Thank you Mama for praying for me. If you had not prayed, then where would I be?
They called you old fashioned but you loved the Lord
and your prayers touched the Master as your tears touched the floor.
By the Inspirations
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