The Lord is a harbor
A refuge for me
A corner of safety
In tumultuous seas
Before I met Jesus
Gentle Mother was there
Shielding from danger
With her tender care
The Lord used my Mama
To gather me in
She was the gateway
To comfort with Him
When I was rejected
Devalued and scorned
A shelter she offered
In her caring arms
The Lord is a harbor
My mother is, too
Together their kindness
Has carried me through
Upheavals and hardships
Raging waves of the sea
My days are not lacking
Pain and difficulty
In the midst of the heartache
What solace I’ve known
My Lord and my mother
Both calling me home
Gifts from the Father
Each thoughtful deed
Love in abundance
Lavished on me
I’ll ever be thankful
For compassion so sweet
The Lord and my mother
My shelters of peace