All my life, I've known of Jesus
But that connection never came
And when my world was torn to pieces
I still couldn't call His name
But when my Amy prays
When my Amy prays
That's when I see His face
She gave me my first Bible
It sits right beside my bed
On the nights my hands are rattled
I turn the pages, but it's seldom read
And when my Amy prays
When my Amy prays
That's when I feel grace
She's got my back, and she don't judge me
She gives my heart some time to change
Even at my worst I know she loves me
She's my shelter from the rain
And when my Amy prays
When my Amy prays
That's when my hands raise
And when my Amy prays
When my Amy prays
That's when my hands raise
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