Mother’s Day
2017
Mary, bending down to kiss
The face of her sweet Son
Pressed her lips upon the cheek
Of God’s anointed One
And every mother since that day
Gives birth to those who may
By faith in Christ’s redeeming blood
Be sons of God one day
As Mary raised her blessed child
To serve the God of all
May each dear Mother in her day
Take up the same high call
Young mothers now, or yet to be
Think much of this your care
To raise them in the fear of God
His grace and good to share
To make them know upon your breast
How Christ loves, even more
And waits to pour out love and grace
From Heaven’s boundless store
How born in sin and brokenness
And helpless in our guilt
Yet in the cross of Christ’s own death
A cleansing flood was spilt
To those with sons already grown
And daughters adult too
It’s not too late to pour in grace
Your day is not yet through
For every moment spent in prayer
In pleading for their souls
Will not be disregarded
By The King who hears and knows
Each tear you shed in soul’s distress
To see them saved by grace
Is noted yet in Christ’s own book
And kept before His face
Who knows the errant ones that yet
Will come to saving faith?
By means of answered mother’s prayers
Will enter Heaven’s gate?
And those who in God’s providence
Will find no children here
Do not in vain imagine
That your God and Christ don’t hear
What if those – miscarried, lost
Or by abortion or neglect
Become your sons and daughters
When from death we stand erect?
What if, in Heaven and Earth to come
Those babes are yet to grow?
And you bereft of children here
Will have them there bestowed?
The motherless and childless both
In resurrection blessed
And given to each other there
As part of God’s great rest
We rise and call you blessed all
Who’ve nursed and taught and prayed
We thank you for your sacrifice
For all that you have paid
For mothers now, and yet to be
We give our thanks and praise
Before the throne of Him who thought
To give us mothers – by His grace
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