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Somebody's prayin, I can feel it. Somebody's prayin for me. Mighty hands are guiding me, to protect me from what I can't see.
Lord I believe, Lord I believe. Somebody's prayin for me, for me.

Somebody's prayin for a three month old baby boy with a terminal illness. He is in constant pain.

Angels are watchin, I can feel it. Angels are watchin over me. Miles ahead 'til I get home, still I'm safely kept before the throne.
Lord I believe, Lord I believe. Angels are watchin over me, over me.

He cannot see, he cannot hear. Somebody sits at his bedside for hours, holding his hand so he won't cry.

Well I've walked the barren wilderness, where my pillow was a stone. I've been through the darkest caverns where no light has ever shone.
Still, I went on, 'cause there was someone who was down on their knees. And I thank you Lord, for people prayin all this time, for me.

Somebody is not letting this baby endure this journey to death on his own. Somebody is showing him what love is before he leaves this world.

Somebody's prayin, I can feel it. Somebody's prayin for me. Mighty hands are guiding me, to protect me from what I can't see.
Lord I believe, Lord I believe. Somebody's prayin for me, for me.

This song, Somebody's Prayin, was sung to that little baby boy tonight. Somebody's praying for him, and angels are watching over him.
Please be that somebody. Pray for peace instead of pain. Pray for comfort instead of agony.

--Written by Alicia Tarjeft while serving on a mission trip in Haiti, August 23, 2010

 

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