Thank You for Praying Phillips, Craig & Dean

I brushed some pine needles
Off of memories today
My fingers traced a stone
Etched with a date and a name
Of a simple country lady
So gentle yet so strong
Her memory floods my heart as I recall

She didn't have a lot
But there was something that she knew
And it meant the world when she would say
"Son, I’ll pray for you"
And whenever she would kneel
Beside her little rocking chair
She'd turn her simple home
Into a holy house of prayer

And though she's gone away
There’s something that I really want to say

Thank you for praying
Praying for me
I never could repay the time
You spent down on your knees
I'm where I am today
Because you chose to pray and intercede
Thank you for praying
Praying for me