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| July 11, 1981 |
His name is, Bill. Every night I pray for the woman he is meant to love, and who is meant to love him if that is his choice in life. She will find him safe and sound, when the time is right. He knows all the best qualities of husband and father, and should his life call him to those roles, he'll fulfill them admirably.
And so, my son, where ever she is, I have also been praying for her all your life.
Happy 24th Birthday, Bill! |  |
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Somewhere in the world today,
a little girl will go out to play
All dressed up in Mama's clothes,
at least the way that I suppose it goes
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Somewhere in the world tonight,
before she reaches to turn out the light
she'll be praying from her tender heart,
a simple prayer that's a work of art
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And I don't even know her name,
but I'm praying for her just the same
That the Lord will write
His name upon her heart...
'Cuz somewhere in the course of this life,
my little boy will need a Godly wife
So hold on to Jesus, baby, wherever you are...
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Somewhere in the world out there,
that little girl is learning how to care
she's picking up her Mama's charms,
or maybe swinging 'round in her Daddy's arms
Somewhere in the world to be,
though the future's not real clear to me
There's going to be a tender love,
founded in eternal love above
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And I don't even know her name, but I'm praying for her just the same
That the Lord will write
His name upon her heart...
'Cuz somewhere in the course of his life,
my son will need a Godly wife
So hold on to Jesus, baby, wherever you are...
And so hold on to Jesus, wherever you are...
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Hold on to Jesus. |
| I love you. Mom |
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