Not long ago I was thinking of home
and I wondered if momma was there all alone
I thought I'd stop by, Like I've done before
but the sound of her voice, made me stop at the door

She was praying, a sound that the world seldom hears
praying.. her voice was pretty and clear
the sound of her voice, as she spoke my name
brought tears to my eyes, my heart filled with shame
praying.. praying for someone like me

I was walking one night and I felt so alone
my heart was weary from the troubles I've known
and I hadn't noticed a church that was near
Until the sound from within seemed to fill the air

They were praying, a sound that the world seldom hears
praying.. the children that God loves so dear
outside in the darkness, I could not see
but I could picture them down on their knees
praying.. praying for someone like me

they were prayyyyyyyyyyying, praying for someone like me