I am Mary, Mother of Jesus.
As God speaks His peace to me, I speak it to my child.
He is a joy, my new baby boy, with a heart so tender and mild.
So small, born for such a task,
How much of His little Son would He ask?
Sent to save a world in pain and warring,
Into the world, He came, a heart undefiled.
Born on Christmas morning.
To seek and save, a creation gone wild.
God had a plan for the little Son of Man,
And what was coming, I couldn’t know it.
All I see is the love in His sweet face that shows it.
I am Mary , speaking peace to my child,
And the little Prince of Peace,
Just spoke it back to me,
When He looked at me and smiled.