Monday, March 16, 2015

Mother Singing


How again I would love to hear mother sing
Those old hymns that she could sing so well
She would turn her head up toward Heaven
Knowing her songs were heard you could tell


She would sing Amazing Grace oh so sweetly
Honoring God was her voice with every note
It seemed she knew the words to every song
Maybe every song that had ever been wrote


I know today she sings up There in the choir
Perhaps she does sing a solo once in a while
I know when God listens to her beautiful voice
On His face there will be this wonderful smile


One day I will be There to hear her sing again
With Golden harps we will hear the angels play
Perfect will be the day that God will give to us
Tears of happiness will fall like rain on that day


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