When My Mother Knelt To Pray
When My Mother Knelt To Pray
Dedicated to praying mothers, especially mine: Content Faith Ballestero
by
Martyn J. Ballestero Sr.
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I cannot tell just how I felt
Or explain to you and say,
The way my little heart did melt
When my mother knelt to pray.
It mattered not just what I did,
Or with what I’d gotten away,
Nothing ever seemed to stay hid
When my mother knelt to pray.
Some mom’s pray with folded hands
And memorized words they say,
But it wasn’t like that, you understand
With my mother knelt to pray.
The power of God would seem so real
In that special time of day,
Heaven’s nearness I could feel
When my mother knelt to pray.
The sweetness of her voice did rise
To God, and melt us all that way,
With a tender cry that I still prize
When my mother knelt to pray.
If hearts could talk, mine’d be the first
To confess to you today,
The “dam” within my soul would burst
When my mother knelt to pray.
She prayed for us all, one by one,
That we’d live for God alway,
It gave new strength to overcome
When my mother knelt to pray.
Hearing my mother thus employed,
From my heart I can only say,
Oh what communion God enjoyed
When my mother knelt to pray.
Years have past and I have knelt
With my family today,
May they, through me, know what I felt
When my mother knelt to pray.
Excellent poem Elder! Thanks for sharing and making this available. May God touch our mothers thru this poem to yours!
Brother Scott Hillman
Scott Hillman
May 9, 2010 at 12:19 am
Beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing.
Rachael Crowder
May 9, 2010 at 1:17 am
Beautiful poem and beautiful Holy Ghost smiles!
surjanto tirtabudi
May 9, 2010 at 6:30 am