Prayer Rock
| I am a little prayer rock |
| This is what I do. |
| You put me on your pillow, |
| Until the day is through. |
| Then turn back the cover |
| And climb into your bed, |
| And whack your little prayer rock |
| Will hit you on the head. |
| Then you will remember |
| To jump up and say your prayers. |
| Then dump me out onto the floor, |
| Till morning I'll stay there, |
| Then you'll get up next morning, "Clunk!" |
| You'll stub your toe. |
| So you will recall my friend |
| To say your morning prayers, you know. |
| Put me back onto your pillow |
| When your bed is made, |
| And your clever little prayer rock |
| Will continue as your aid. |
| Because your Heavenly Father is sad, |
| When he doesn't hear from you. |
| I'll help you to remember |
| Because I love Him too.
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