How they caused me to kneel by my bedside.

In the Presence of my Jesus, I would pray:

"Thank You Lord Jesus for my Mother

For You know how she tried to teach us well.

She's a friend that I can talk to when I am up, or down,

And Mother said I could come to You,

for the times she's not around."

As I'm thinking of you, my dear Mother

I remember your prayers very well

And the times you would open up your Bible:

Late at night, I saw you drinking from the well.

I recall in my memory, dear Mother

You would call a "family circle" now and then

To hold hands and pray aloud for our loved ones: