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A Mother Stands Watching

A mother stands watching

As He grows into a Man

Not knowing His Path

Or even His Plan

She's proud of her Son

For He stands for good

Helping His neighbors

Just like He should

Preaching and teaching

All thru this land

Doing the things

His Father Commands

She couldn't have known

His Days would be short

Or His Journey would end

In Pilate's high court

Forsaken, forgotten

On Calvary's Hill

Only He alone

Could do God's Will

A mother stands watching

As He's Crucified

A mother stands watching

As her Little Boy Died

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Published: Apr 6, 2010
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