Mary had a little prayer,
She said it every day,
But when she has her lunch at school,
Her prayer she must not say.
It makes some grown-ups much disturbed
When children pray at school,
The highest court in all the land
Was asked to make a rule.
And so in Mary’s fine, new school,
No prayers shall be said;
Why, there are some who boldly say
That Mary’s God is dead!
But Mary, wiser than them all,
Believes God knows and cares;
She bows her head and silently
Still offers Him her prayers.
Irma Harem
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