6. A ROSE FROM THE GARDEN OF PRAYER

THERE’S A HEART THAT IS BROKEN TODAY
THERE IS SOMEONE WHO WAITS FAR AWAY
ONE WHO’S KNEELING IN PRAYER, AS SHE WAITS FOR ME THERE
ASKING THAT I MIGHT COME BACK SOME DAY
HER HANDS ARE ALL WRINKLED WITH CARE
THE GOLD HAS ALL GONE FROM HER HAIR
HOW I LONG TO CARESS HER, MY MOTHER GOD BLESS HER
SHE’S A ROSE FROM THE GARDEN OF PRAYER

WHEN I WAS A BOY AT HER KNEE
SHE WAS MORE THAN A MOTHER TO ME
AS I GAZED INTO SPACE, I COULD SEE HER SWEET FACE
AS I STOOD BY HER OLD ROCKING CHAIR
WHEN TEARS WOULD IMPRESS ON MY BROW
FOR SOMEONE WOULD TURN ME AWAY
SHE WOULD ALWAYS BE NEAR ME TO COMFORT AND CHEER ME
SHE’S A ROSE FROM THE GARDEN OF PRAYER

SO I’M LEAVING AND HEADING THAT WAY
TO A MOTHER WHO’S FEEBLE AND GREY
WHERE SHE WAITS THERE ALONE, IN HER HEAVEN CALLED HOME
BY HER WINDOW, SHE’S WATCHING FOR ME
SOON MY TROUBLES AND SORROWS WILL END
WHERE ALL NATURE IS BLOOMING SO FAIR
AS I RUSH IN THE ARMS OF THE ONE THAT IS TRUE
SHE’S MY ROSE FROM THE GARDEN OF PRAYER

By: HANK SNOW