Jesus was an only son

As he walked up Calvary Hill

His mother Mary walking beside him

In the path where his blood spilled

Jesus was an only son

In the hills of Nazareth

As he lay reading the Psalms of David

At his mother's feet



A mother prays, "Sleep tight, my child, sleep well

For I'll be at your side

That no shadow, no darkness, no tolling bell,

Shall pierce your dreams this night"



In the garden at Gethsemane

He prayed for the life he'd never live,

He beseeched his Heavenly Father to remove

The cup of death from his lips



Now there's a loss that can never be replaced,

A destination that can never be reached

A light you'll never find in another's face,

A sea whose distance cannot be breached



Well Jesus kissed his mother's hands

Whispered, "Mother, still your tears,

For remember the soul of the universe

Willed a world and it appeared