I thank the Lord for His love and care
And for always being there
When I was a happy child
Or when small things got me riled.
When I went through teenage years
He knew all my hopes and fears.
And when I had to cope with life
As a mother and a wife.
Then those years when tragedy
Could have been the death of me
He held my hand, he kept me sane
And told me over and again
You are my child, I died for you
And all I want for you to do
Is learn to trust me day by day
'Cos I'm not going to go away.

Just about two years ago
After all those years of woe
He brought me to Bugibba
Where all these lovely people are.
It is a Church, but it seems to me
Just like one big family.
Where we try to serve each other
To each we are sister and brother.
To share out hopes beyond the sky
And testimonies and tuna pie.
 

© 2004 Ruth Warnes