1 I once was a prodigal out in the world,
Adrift on life’s pitiless sea;
But the farther I went, came this tho’t, as if sent,
My mother is praying for me.
Chorus:
My mother is praying for me,
My mother is praying for me;
Tho’ far I may roam, far form the old home,
My mother is praying for me.
2 I wandered on out till the gloom of despair
Settled o’er me, till scarce I could see;
But this tho’t lingered near, like a kind friend to cheer,
My mother is praying for me. [Chorus]
3 At last my will yielded; “Lord Jesus,” I cried,
“This sin-burdened heart must be free;”
Hallelujah! ‘tis done, and a pardon is won,
For mother is praying for me. [Chorus]
Source: Light and Life Songs No. 3 #160