I heard this song in church today. The title of the song captured my attention as much as its song later on. It made me thought of mom, who prays so much for me, more than I pray for myself and worst of all, more than I pray for her. My mother's prayer is so much stronger than mine. Whenever she prays for me, I know that things will be alright and my worries, fears and anxiety will immediately be replaced with that of peace, faith and serenity. And because of that, I trust my mother's prayer for me more than I trust my own. My mom is just one-of-a-kind and I can only aspire to be half like her.
"A Mother's Silent Prayer"
She calls upon the Father of creation
With every act of kindness for our sake
She seeks his grace to guard and guide her children
To raise us up in righteousness and strengthen us in faith
Chorus:
And as each labor of her love becomes an offering
Gifts upon the altar of her home
He hears her silent prayer and labors with her there
To mold our hearts; to shape our very souls
Every selfless deed is her petition
That bears aloft a fervent wordless plea
And like a prayer ascending into heaven
Every quiet sacrifice entreats him silently
(Repeat Chorus)
Each word of hope or council
Each sorrow that she shares
Each comfort that she offers
Is a mother's silent prayer
Of high estate or poor and lowly station
'mid mortal praise or by the world unknown
Every work of motherhood's devotion
Rises up to plead for her before the Father's throne
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