When life’s struggles
seem too much to bear,
she carried me
When I was lost
and couldn’t find my way
she guided me
When I sinned
and couldn’t get myself clean
She died for me
When I despaired at her dying
and thought all hope was gone
She rose from the grave
When I didn’t know what to do
I called on her, her mother
and they answered my prayers
May 1, 2008
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