A mother's heartbroken lullaby
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A young mother
Nurses her new Son
As she holds Him tight
And counts His tiny fingers and toes
He gazes up into her eyes
And tears roll down her face
She begins to sing Him
Her heartbreaking lullaby
You were sent to me
From Heaven above
The Lord brought You to me
To raise and to love
As hard as it may be
For all the love I have for YouÖ
You donít belong to me
I must share You with the world
You are meant for greater things
That I am yet to know
One day You will be King
And sit upon Your throne
Your mother I canít be
You donít belong to me (X2)
He grabs her finger with His hand
And holds it tenderly
He softly closes His brown eyes
For His first earthly sleep
She holds Him tightly
And rocks with Him
Please God help me
Let my eyes see
Lord, why canít my Son
Ever belong to me?
I am flattered You chose me
The love I feel for him
I long for Him, To belong to me
While the song is sung on one part of the stage by Mary in a manger holding her new Baby, "flash forwards" of the life of Christ, including His moment in the Garden of Gethsemene (this has it's own song, "The Weight of the World"), and shortly after Christ died, with His mother holding Him in her arms, kissing him on His bloody head, singing the chorus through brave tears, as her new son John takes her off the stage. The stage would go black, and after a few moments a dove would be released to symboloze the resurection.
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Michelle, this is simply beautiful. I read it in tears. I can almost relate to everything about Mary, except that I did not birth Jesus. I simply birthed my own son, Daniel, and had to give him up far too early in life... not to die, but to live elsewhere. I had to give him back to the Lord, his Father, and accept that he was never truly mine in the first place, but rather a gift to me for a short time. The pain was beyond description. Blessed are you for your ability to pen Mary's pain so beautifully... and to touch my heart so deeply in the process.
Oh, how hard it must have been for Mary. You have captured well, the anguish that she, most likely experienced. Very moving lyrics - I would love to hear it with the accompanying music. God bless, as you minister to others via your lovely gift with words. - Nancy