Mother Mary, Holy Mother, Jesus
Lord, as you touch my soul,
Of This sacred call,
Searching for the love it takes
To receive God's gift to us all.
I remember my birth,
I am a remnant of the echoes still
Of that song the one word that I heard
That created this flesh and Spirit merged.
And now the holy dove has emerged
To be held with the tender love
That holds the power of the Mystic Mother
Who embraced all life and each birth
And with every soul,
there is this promise of life.
With each prayer,
there is a miracle heard
By the Lord the silent hope that is served.