I remember the night you came into this world.
I was trembling as they placed you in my arms.
Your body warmed my hands as I held you to my side,
And I wept with joy at the sound of your cry.
I remember the day you spoke your first word.
You said, "Abba!", raised your eyes to the sky.
And the years passed by: you grew in wisdom and in grace.
Though I taught you how to walk, you taught me how to walk in faith.
And I loved you then
I love you still
I will love you 'till forever passes by
From the cradle to the grave
My love remains the same
You will find me by your side
I remember the day you made the blind man see.
I was standing in the crowd when you looked and smiled at me.
People saw your glory, they believed, and they were healed.
But not even I, your mother, knew what was to be revealed.
I remember the day you carried the cross.
I met you on the road to Calvary.
I was pierced with sorrow, I was full of grace.
Child let me die for you--I would gladly take your place
Just as I stood at the foot of your cradle,
I stood at the foot of your cross.
I am here, my child; you are not alone.
I'll be with you 'till you're safe back in your Father's home.
I remember the night you died for this world.
I was trembling as they placed you in my arms.
They took your body from the cross, and I held you to my side.
I wept bitterly--my child was crucified.
