I know you, my Lord,
We met eons ago,
When I was very young,
And you then venerable and old.
I met you, my Lord,
Beside your eternal sea,
In the majesty of your mountain,
And in the shade of an oak tree,
I've seen you, my Lord,
In the innocent eyes of a child,
In the magic of spring,
In glorious autumn,
And in winter, cleansing and wild.
I've talked to you, my Lord;
Mid the trials of every day;
Times when my hear was aching,
And you helped the pain go away.
I've felt your love my Lord;
Thru a loving family,
And by delivering my soul,
From a dark and troubled sea.
I know your power, my Lord,
Thru howling hurricane winds,
Thru roaring, raging rivers,
And where the quaking earth begins.
When you open your book Almighty;
Temper judgment to foolish mortals.
That those who repent transgressions,
May pass thru your heavenly portals.
The mighty gun's roar,
On that faraway shore,
Reverberates in hearts,
Across our homeland.
The enemy, of course,
Has underestimated,
Our fighting force,
For in God we trust,
As united we stand!
America's "finest hour,"
Isn't through her military power.
Her strength is gained,
When her people pray!
And when liberty is at stake,
Even on a foreign shore,
She will rise once more,
Proudly to fight another day!
My child I'm proud to see you go,
Although your leaving hurts me so.
My mother's heart is full of pride,
Even though a million teardrops I've cried.
As you go forth answering your country's call,
Your uniform makes you look so tall.
I'm not alone in the way I feel,
Thousands of mothers are facing the same ordeal.
Before you go please hold me tight,
I'll pray for you both day and night.
Give me a smile as you walk away,
Stay safe and come back to me someday.
With every beat of my heart,
I am thinking about you!
Your name and the image of your face,
Pass through my mind and soul.
No matter Where you live,
Or what you have done to me.
I am a true Friend from heart to soul
Just let me know when you need me to
lend an ear or a shoulder to cry on.
For I will always be within a heart beat!
Some things are so heartwarming
with the perfection that they lend
Like God's pastel painting
of a Fall seasonal blend
Awesome with its beauty
Sun drenched for its view
A masterpiece to behold
God's gift for me and you
