MOTHER MILD

Before you were born, by Divine design

You were created, a spotless vessel

So alike us all in our humanity

Yet made to serve a role so special

In the earliest years of your flowering youth

You were asked to accept the impossible

To trust the unheard of will of the Father

And receive the mystery incredible

And in total faith and humility

You said the words of victory won

Words changing everything forevermore

Simply: “Thy will be done”

Becoming mother, in marvelous way

Facing ridicule from all, condemned by some

Yet trusting so much in His will

That in your “yes” salvation had begun

Giving up youth, facing those who judge

Humble and blessed mother, the selfless one

Our model of love, Christ bearer

Earthly mother of divine Son

With joy the gift which you’d gladly bear

Brightened a lost and darkened world

Revelation fulfilled in Your loving care

The truth of His love unfurled

Yet sorrows tore your heart in two

As you watched Him grow and thrive

With heart which sword would so pierce through

Tear filled witness as He would die

We look to you, this month of May

As our model of strength and love

In sacrificing self to serve in life

So too lift us all to Him above

Help us to pray as you lived your life

Whisper our prayers gently to Your Son

Who placed us in your loving care

When you said “Thy will be done”

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