Meu Filho
Expresso HG
My Son
I felt within me
Your first movements.
I felt a boy grow in my womb,
a whole man, all God.
I felt that labor, in the chill of that night.
There were kings who worshiped my son who was born.
I had to flee with Him quickly to Egypt.
I thought I lost Him on the trip to Jerusalem.
But I followed His path, I went ahead, I went with Him.
I saw Him grow and only do His Father's will.
I saw Him walk, fight, speak of the dreams of a kingdom.
I saw Him love, love, love,
I saw Him heal, I saw the blind see.
How could they kill Him and accuse Him unjustly?
They mistreated my son who did nothing but good.
How could they strike the forehead of a God?
How it hurts my insides!
How I feel this injustice!
How can a mother come to terms?
Jesus, Jesus, Jesus,
My son, my dream, my promise, my love,
Why? Why? Why?
