He sees me in the morning
Lifting him out of bed
The sun comes with little warning
A brand new day's ahead
To the kitchen for some breakfast
A plate of toasted bread
A cup of milk just as expected
Close your eyes and bow your head

You can thank Him for anything you want to
For the flowers and the trees
And pray, Lord Jesus, make me
A little boy on my knees

He's Mommy's little helper
Learning to comb his hair
And loves his baby sister
Though he doesn't always share
A quarter in the bucket
A memory verse or two
Although he may not know it
He's beginning to follow you

You can thank Him for anything you want to
For your Daddy and for me
And pray, Lord Jesus, make me
A little boy on my knees

As we teach our Son
To serve the Lord, in every way
Lord, the most important thing
Is this that we now pray

Lord, we thank You everything You give us
But most importantly
We pray, Lord Jesus, make our Son
A little boy on his knees

Lord, we thank You for everything You give us
But most importantly
We pray, Lord Jesus, make our Son
A little boy on his knees
We pray that someday he'll become
A young man on his knees