Tekst piosenki
Did not catch her name Did not catch her tears It hit me like a train When her story hit my ears Mother of eight sons Father off to war Got no home address Just bricks on a dirt floor Jesus is all I need Tiny plot of land Corn stored up in piles Years it doesn't rain They just stay hungry for a while No fatted calf to kill She made a feast of cuy and corn She said, "Who else knew my name Before the day that I was born?Jesus is all I need Jesus is all I need."She bragged about her boys How they're growin' into men How they learned to praise the Lord Old Style Ecuadorian To buy the new guitar They had to sell the swine Said, "My boys go to school on a foreign angel's dime.This world calls me poor I bore my babies on this floor He always provides Sure as the sun will rise.So I'll sing Him songs of praise'Cause I know He'll keep me in His gaze."Rain poured from the sky We raced back to the van There were tears in the eyes Of this poor, forgetful man Mother of eight sons She knows the peace of God Lord, help me learn to lean On thy staff and thy rod Jesus is all I need Jesus is all I need
