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