Ian

From the shores of the beach to the tall mountain pines

I have watched how your beautiful spirit shines

Running down the soccer field, wild and free

You were always a joy and a blessing to me

With a joke on your lips and a wide-open heart

You’ve been a friend to everyone right from the start

Oh, Ian, my son, how my spirit rejoices

Hearing the sweet sound of three angels' voices

For God so loved the world, He showed me His grace

When He put that bright, loving smile on your face

You protect what is yours, you make this family whole

And I can sing hallelujah, it is well with my soul

I remember the boy with his cleats in the grass

Now I marvel at how the sweet seasons pass

You grew into a father, so steady and tall

Watching your angels, there to catch every fall

With a fierce kind of love and a comforting hand

You are guiding your kids, you are taking a stand

Oh, Ian, my son, how my spirit rejoices

Hearing the sweet sound of three angels' voices

For God so loved the world, He showed me His grace

When He put that bright, loving smile on your face

You protect what is yours, you make this family whole

And I can sing hallelujah, it is well with my soul

Every trip that we took, every memory we made

Is a testament to a deep love that won't fade

The Lord has been good, pouring blessings on down

In the father and friend that this family has found

Oh, Ian, my son, how my spirit rejoices

Hearing the sweet sound of three angels' voices

For God so loved the world, He showed me His grace

When He put that bright, loving smile on your face

You protect what is yours, you make this family whole

Yes, I look at you, Ian, and it is well with my soul

Oh, thank You, Lord, it is well with my soul