A WARRIOR OUTSIDE, A CHILD WITHIN
To Mother divine
I stand before all - scarred with sin;
My soul is bruised and stained within.
I stand before all - clothed in shame
And raise my eyes to you sweet dame.
I turn to you - O Mother divine;
Your smile is loving, sweet and fine.
I show you the wrongs that I have done;
You show me Jesus - your loving Son.
I stand before all - scarred and frayed;
No spear or sword or shield or blade.
I kneel before you hopeful still;
To give you my heart and my will.
You I choose to be my Queen;
To you I give what is and has been.
My body, my soul, my every deed,
To offer to God for those in need.
Theresa.V
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