Sarah laughed the day she learned
That she would have a son,
For she had never had a child,
And her bearing years were done.

But, oh, the pleasure that she knew-
In her nineties she gave birth
To a son whom they called Isaac,
Whose seed would bless the earth.

Of course, Mary knew that she was blessed
For the Savior she did bear,
But she stood one day beneath a cross,
Saw her first-born dying there.

And the Lord Who'd blessed so many mothers,
Now saw the grieving face of His-
It must have added to His anguish,
For He could not spare her this.

But three dark days would pass, at last,
And Mary then would see
Him risen-with salvation's gift
For her-and you-and me!

Now as we celebrate this Mother's Day,
I recall, with love, my own-
And in her honor pray for all
Peace that flows from God alone.