Sue

I look upon the childhood days

You safely brought me through,

And thank You for the nurturing ways

Of my sweet mother, Sue.

From quiet church to busy school,

Her hands were always there,

So genuine and beautiful,

A portrait of Your care.

Oh, Lord, I thank You for the grace

That makes my spirit ring,

She is the blessing in this place

Who makes my own heart sing.

I am the person I have grown

Because she pointed to You,

The purest love that I have known

Is in the heart of Sue.

I close my eyes and hear her voice

Lift up a holy chord,

It always made my soul rejoice

When she sang to the Lord.

Her kindness falls like morning rain

On everyone she meets,

Inspiring me to do the same

With love that is complete.

Oh, Lord, I thank You for the grace

That makes my spirit ring,

She is the blessing in this place

Who makes my own heart sing.

I am the person I have grown

Because she pointed to You,

The purest love that I have known

Is in the heart of Sue.

Now as I lift my voice to pray

And sing my own sweet song,

I ask that others see the way

Her spirit carries on.

May every note and every word

Reflect the light she brings,

So when my melody is heard,

They see the faith she sings.

Oh, Lord, I thank You for the grace

That makes my spirit ring,

She is the blessing in this place

Who makes my own heart sing.

I am the person I have grown

Because she pointed to You,

The best of mothers I have known,

I thank You, God, for Sue.