Mother's Day 2009

Called Forth to be a Queen

Each day of prayer and study
Is sweeter than before --

As I read the words of Christ
And hear him knocking at my door.

I wonder that I'm heard on high
As in sweet repose I sigh,

And tears of wonder flood my eyes
As words of prayer above me fly--

He fills my heart with wonder keen
As he calls me forth to be a Queen.

A queen to serve his children here--
Yes, one to serve his children there.

No gowns or jewels or queenly court,
To make His queens the earthly sort.

But service and sacrifice will make
A crown that our Savior can take,

And crown us once we're truly His--
With jewels of joy, wonder, and bliss.