When I was born, I was sick from the very first day

But my mother's prayers made made the problems go away

So every birthday, that story I was told

And in between I heard Jesus' story unfold

 

Now it is I, who tells the miracle of my birth

And testify how Christ walked the earth

It was my mother who put the truth in me

For all the world, to hear and see

 

Many times I face hard choices, now that I am grown

I know she still prays for me, when her voice calls to His thrown

With God and mama's prayers, I will never be alone

 

Sometimes it is hard, to be the man I should be

But now in my life, I have those who look up to me

And when I teach, or reach out to help another

I try to do it,.......... just like my mother.