Remember

I fold my arms, I bow my head,
Remembering as the prayer is said.
I think of the atoning one,
Who gave His life, out Father's Son.

The bread is passed, I remember when,
With very little, five thousand were fed!
And then with children on His knee,
I think of Him now blessing me.

A prayer is said once again,
And I can picture His mothers head,
Bowing down with tearful eyes,
Saying "Father, through Thee I will arise."

The water now I drink each drop,
The living waters will never stop,
And if I choose to follow Him,
I can conquer any sin.

I fold my arms, I bow my head,
Remembering this prayer in my head,
"I will watch, for the day you come,"
Thank you for all Thou hast done."