MARY'S STARS/AS I STAND
As I stand, outside the inn
And focus toward the sky
I remember these last nine months -
Another contraction, and a sigh
I think of the angel, and his news
That I would give birth to the King of the Jews
I was confused, how could this be
For I am a virgin, pure I be
The thoughts running through my mind
What will they all say? Not at this time.
My Joseph will think I've been untrue
But I love God more than I love him, too.
So I answered yes, not knowing what would come
I could really be killed, and I felt so numb.
Since then, everything's turned out just great
Joseph still wants me to be his mate
Oh sure, there are the looks, and the shaking heads
And I'm sure some of them think I should be dead
And I know they think I'm sinful, with a child and unmarried
But that's the joyful burden that I have carried
I'm so privileged to have the honor
The chosen girl to be the mother
Of God, the Savior of the earth
To whom I'll soon be giving birth
And maybe in a billion hours
If you still remember me
Then look at the stars
And choose a star for yourself
Like I chose one for me
And I'll welcome you to my family
By Monica
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