Finding contentment
In a world of war
Finding peace
In a heart of fear
Finding happiness
In the midst of pain
I found it all
When I found the Son
Finding contentment
In a world of war
Finding peace
In a heart of fear
Finding happiness
In the midst of pain
I found it all
When I found the Son
Once there was a little boy
He was my pride and joy
That little boy has grown
A man now fills his place –
Sweet child was mine on loan
My son
First from my womb
Growing up in the shadows
Of a baby girl
Turning into a man
Taking my breath away
Sparkling blue eyes
For all I’ve done wrong
I’ve been blessed
With a son
Like you
I am so proud of my son
I am proud of the man he is growing up to become
I am proud of the respect he has when speaking to his mum
For his strength of character
And his words of wisdom
I love him –
My son, my firstborn, my prince