"My Son"
Written
by: Dottie Moore/Jon McElroy
My name is Mary
Jesus was my Son
I carried him with
special care
'Cause He was my first
one
Wanted Him to be strong
and healthy
Have a family of His
own
The things a mother
wants for her child
But in my heart I've
always known
That he'd go with his
Father
When the glass was
out of sand
So please have patience
with me Lord
Just a mother tryin'
to understand
Why He had to carry
that weight
With no one else's
help
Why He had to be the
one
That they could not
be themselves
Chorus:
He was so many things
To so many people
my Son, my Son
Teacher, Prophet, Messiah
and King
my Son, my Son
I tried to stop Him
You know I begged Him
Please don't go
He put His arms around
me
And said mother I love
you so
Now there's nothin'
left but silence
And a weight that I
can't bare
Please tell Him that
I miss Him
And someday I'll see
Him there
(Chorus)
But I remember a
little boy
Whose laughter filled
my world
In my life He'll always
be
my Son, my Son
I felt nails deep in
my hands
And pain in every breath
They took my Son away
from me
And the angels said
that I'd been blessed
So many things I wanted
to say
my Son, my Son
Why'd it have to be
this way
my Son, my Son