A love that knows no earthly bound,
A tender care, a watchful eye,
A solace that is ever found,
Beneath a mother's loving sky.
A tender care, a watchful eye,
A solace that is ever found,
Beneath a mother's loving sky.
Through trials deep and battles fought,
Her gentle hand will guide the way,
A precious gift, divinely wrought,
That brightens every passing day.
Her gentle hand will guide the way,
A precious gift, divinely wrought,
That brightens every passing day.