Now those of you who know me, you do understand
That I’m not a product, one born of my own hand
I am my mother’s child and learned my lessons well
I follow in her footsteps, most of you can tell.
It was she who taught all those stories that I know
And all the homilies I often choose to show
The majesties of God, the brilliance of His ways
That’s staid with me from birth until my dying days !