A Mother’s love’s a sanctuary,
Where our souls can find sweet rest
From the struggle and the tension,
Of life’s fast and futile quest.
A Mother’s love is like an island,
In life’s ocean vast and wide,
A peaceful, quite shelter,
From the restless, rising tide.
A Mother’s love’s like a fortress,
We seek protection there,
When waves of tribulation,
Seem to drown us in despair.
A Mother’s love is like a beacon,
Burning bright with faith and prayer,
And through the changing scenes of life,
We find a haven there.
A Mother’s love is like a tower,
Rising far above the crowd,
Her smile is like the sunshine,
Breaking through a threatening cloud.
A Mother’s love is fashioned,
After God’s enduring love,
It’s endless and unfailing,
Like the love of Him above.