Jesus was an only son    As he walked up Calvary Hill    His mother Mary walking beside him    In the path where his blood spilled    Jesus was an only son    In the hills of Nazareth    As he lay reading the Psalms of David    At his mother's feet       A mother prays, "Sleep tight, my child, sleep well    For I'll be at your side    That no shadow, no darkness, no tolling bell,    Shall pierce your dreams this night"       In the garden at Gethsemane    He prayed for the life he'd never live,    He beseeched his Heavenly Father to remove    The cup of death from his lips       Now there's a loss that can never be replaced,    A destination that can never be reached    A light you'll never find in another's face,    A sea whose distance cannot be breached       Well Jesus kissed his mother's hands    Whispered, "Mother, still your tears,    For remember the soul of the universe    Willed a world and it appeared