Blessed be the Lord, my God King of the universe Behold, Thy hand made Who speaks? What can this mean? How can this be? Why come to me? Can I be mother to my King? I will believe Gabriel, angel Tidings of joy Wonder, a mother Blessed to bear this Boy Neighbors, now strangers They judge as they see But Father, this daughter Peace unto me Secret of my heart Hidden in my heart Oh, Joseph Showing, growing, Yet feeling so alone Eyes staring, glaring . . . on throwing stones Baby, save me Come strong and soon Lowly, made holy You sanctify my womb Swelling in my heart Bursting in my heart . . . kept hidden in my heart