Pilgrims of earth on your jour­ney thro’ life,
Joyous in free­dom, or wea­ry with strife,
Tidings we bring you, sweet mes­sage so true:
Someone who loves you is pray­ing for you.

Refrain

Praying for you, pray­ing for you,
Pleading with Hea­ven that you may be true;
Where’er you may go, and what­e’er you may do,
Someone who loves you is pray­ing for you.

Is it a fa­ther, his form bowed with care?
Bending ’neath bur­dens that some­one should share,
Working and hop­ing with heart ev­er true,
Patiently trust­ing, and pray­ing for you.

Refrain

Is it a mo­ther, with sil­ve­ry hair?
Steps slow and fee­ble, the form once so fair,
Keeping love’s lamp trimmed and burn­ing so true,
Waiting for Hea­ven, and pray­ing for you.

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Is it a sist­er, a bro­ther, or friend?
Sharing life’s bur­dens and true to the end,
Thro’ storm and sun­shine with skies dark or blue,
Someone who loves you is pray­ing for you.

Refrain

Jesus is wait­ing to wel­come you home,
Tenderly call­ing tho’ far you may roam;
Come to the Sav­ior so lov­ing and true,
Still there is mer­cy and par­don for you.

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