First Prayer Warrior

In remembrance of a shining light that guide3 the way for thousands directly and through her children. Eulees Verona Farley was the mother of 10 children, one of whom died as a baby and another who passed away just recently as an adult. Many of those who came into regular contact with her know of her unfading devotion which grew stronger as she watched the spiritual growth of her own children. In fact, her daughter the Apostle Dr. Lucille Baird speak of how in her frail self she still whispered the ending of Psalm 121 every time she had to leave, especially on trip overseas. In her mind she was may be described as the First Prayer Warrior, and to us who can only know her life from the distant, she set the example that make our earthly journey easier and growing in the spirit rewarding. A Tribute to honor the life of Eulees Verona Farley

 

First Prayer Warrior

 

Forgive me Father for those nights I slept

I’ve your blessings still sometimes I wept  

Rose at light with concerns and prayed

Some difference befalls me cause I obeyed

Then a sister who had worked hard for you

Parented those nine kids that they might too

Returned to have her rewards by your side

A promise made everyone, to eternally abide

You went to prepare our place and she’s now there

Earnestly she lived on every day of every year

Resonated with love in a special way

Warrior in prayer and a teacher each day

And today I clearly see Father this life we spend

Right amidst the painful hardships will eventually end

Rise up from sleep each morning, remembering I can achieve

Intercession like our sister, love of all if I would believe

On the Word knowing our sister’s example and a mother’s pain 

Refrain says If I could hear my mother pray again

 

 

 

 

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First Prayer Warrior

Eulees Verona Farley

ForgivE me Father for those nights I slept

I’ve your blessings still sometimes I wept  

Rose at light with concerns and prayed

Some difference befalls me cause I obeyed

Then a sister who had worked hard for you

Parented those nine kids that they might too

Returned to have her rewards by your side

A promise made everyone, to eternally abide

You went to prepare our place and she’s now there

Earnestly she lived on every day of every year

Resonated with love in a special way

Warrior in prayer and a teacher each day

And today I clearly see Father this life we spend

Right amidst the painful hardships will eventually end

Rise up from sleep each morning, remembering I can achieve

Intercession like our sister, love of all if I would believe

On the Word knowing our sister’s example and a mother’s pain 

Refrain says If I could hear my mother pray again

 

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