A little girl prayed at the close of the day
'Cause her daddy had gone far away
On her little face was a look of despair
I stood there and listened, and I heard this prayer
"My momma says daddy has brought us to shame
And I'm never no more to mention his name
Lord, take me and lead me and hold to my hand
Oh heavenly Father, help me understand"
You know friends I wonder how many homes are broken tonight
And just how many tears are shed
By some little word of anger that never should have been said
I'd like to tell you a story of a family I once knew
We'll call them Mary and William and their little daughter Sue
Now Mary was just a plain mother and Bill, well, he was a usual dad
And they had their little family quarrels like everybody else
But neither one really got mad
Then one day something happened
It was nothing, of course
But one word led to another, and the last word led to a divorce
Now here were two grown up people
Who failed to use common sense
They strengthened their own selfish pride at little Sue's expense
You know she didn't ask to be brought to this world
To drift from pillar to post
But a divorce never stops to consider
The ones it hurts the most
There'd be a lot more honest loving in this wicked ol' world today
If just a few parted parents could hear little Sue say
"Take me and lead me and hold to my hand
Oh heavenly Father, help me understand"