Why Listen to This Song?
More than anything else, Mary’s life was defined as a mother, the Mother of Jesus. This song imagines Mary telling her experience as a mother and woman who loves her family, and your family.

Lyrics:

When I carried my Jesus,
My mother cared for me.
A surprising Angel’s visit,
Turned life into mystery.
When I carried my Jesus,
My Joseph married me.
The Angel’s wondrous dream,
He hoped and thought of me.
When I carried my Jesus
My cousin called to me:
Most blessed among women
Are you destined now to be.
When I carried my Jesus,
There was trouble in our land,
We were meek and lowly
We trusted in God’s hand.
When I carried my Jesus,
A donkey carried me.
To Bethlehem’s noisy shack
Where my baby born would be.
When I delivered my Jesus,
I didn’t know He would deliver me,
To be with Him, my God, and all and live eternally.
When I laid down my Jesus
In swaddling cloths so snug
That He would lay down His life; broke my heart when His tomb was dug.
When I buried my Jesus,
My heart was sad and torn
Never would I have thought
This reason why He was born.
When I saw my Jesus, Raised, alive and strong
He took me to be home with Him, And filled my soul with song.
When I heard my Jesus,
He pledged my mother’s vow:
Behold, my prayers and love are with you,
Sharing my home with you now.
The baby you now carry
Unborn, on the way to birth.
Alive and well, to belong,
To my Jesus’ family on earth.

(c) 2024 Dave Pipitone

When  I Carried My Jesus

Why Listen to This Song?
Mary appeared to Juan Diego and spoke these comforting words of care with her prayers and presence to reassure him of her enduring love. Mary sings this same care for you and your Mom.

Lyrics:
Am I not your Mother,
Words I spoke so long ago
Through roses atop a mountain
And my image on a cloak.

Am I not your Mother,
When time is thick with woe
Below a mountain of worry,
That makes your spirit broke?

Am I not your Mother,
With tender, loving care
There isn’t any other,
Who keeps you in constant prayer?

You, my little one, so delicate,
I am your Mother now,
To my Jesus I gave my word
To take a Mother’s vow:







To hold you when you’re weary,
Laugh to fill you with glee,
To walk every day with you,
In all moments make you free.

Am I not your Mother?
My little one, I am here.
My love I send you freely,
To fill your soul, my dear.

Mom's Concert Day Novena Songs

Am I Not Your Mother

Lyrics

In the stillness of the night
I find my way
A flickering flame
guiding me to pray
Under the stars
where hopes intertwine,  
I light this candle
at the Shrine divine

Oh, Mary, Queen
with your grace so bright,  
Illuminate the shadows
bring us to the light
In our hearts
your love will always stay
We lift our voices
and we humbly pray

Whispers of peace
in the cool evening air
With every heartbeat
I feel you there
A promise of solace
in times of despair
At your shrine, dear Mother
I lay my cares

Oh, Mary, Queen
with your grace so bright
Illuminate the shadow
bring us to the light
In our hearts
your love will always stay
We lift our voices
and we humbly pray


Through trials and storms
I seek your embrace
In the warmth of your presence
I find my place.  
A candle ignited
my hopes soar high
With each flicker
I feel you nearby

Oh, Mary, Queen
with your grace so bright
Illuminate the shadows
bring us to the light
In our hearts
your love will always stay
We lift our voices
and we humbly pray

So here at your shrine
I stand in awe  
Bound by your love
forevermore
With this candle
my spirit aligned
In the heart of the universe
your love I find

Mary Queen

LIsten to this touching ballad about the heart of Mary, her  love for her Son Jesus, and for you.

Lyrics

The heartbeat of Jesus began
A Virgin became mother
As God became man
In the heart of Mary dear
The handmaid of the Lord
Good News started forming here
One day pierced with a sword

Her meek and lowly heart divine
Shaped His sacred heart
Teaching gentleness sublime
From His earliest start
"Come to me," He'd later say
"All who are weary, rest"
Words His mother lived each day
In her humble breast

From the heart of Mary
So many graces flow
A mother hastens to carry
A sad world's wail and woe
For in the heart of Mary
God placed a special song
Of healing, love, and grace
To bless your whole life long

Like mother, like Son
Two hearts beating as one
Her humility, His gentle way
Leading us home day by day
In this moment, time stands still
As grace flows at His will


Universe's gentle Queen
Showing us His face
In your meekness clearly seen
His redeeming grace
Let Your mercy light the way
Guide us through each day
Teaching us to humbly pray
As you showed the Way

From the heart of Mary
So many graces flow
A mother hastens to carry
A sad world's wail and woe
For in the heart of Mary
God placed a special song
Of healing, love, and grace
To bless your whole life long

Two humble hearts as one
Mother and Divine Son
Through Mary's heart we belong
To Jesus' love lifelong

Two humble hearts as one
Mother and Divine Son
Through Mary's heart we belong
To Jesus' love lifelong


Vocals by Emma Bennett
Lyrics by Dave Pipitone and Emma Bennett

© 2024 Dave Pipitone,.All Rights Reserved
Transforming Life Press LLC, Poinciana, FL

From the Heart of Mary (Rendition One)

Lyrics:

Two roads once ran side by side,
One paved with order,
One with pride.
Bilnot stood where silence grew,
A field of red in morning dew.

He bowed his head
And pushed his spade
Where red pansies bloomed
In strict parade.
But deeper still,
His heart now stirred—
A dream, a voice, a purple word.

When paths do cross
And truths are told,
The heart treasures love
More than gold.
And what was once so tightly red,
Changes color now
With purple instead.

He’d won ten medals,
Earned his name,
In gardens bred for shape,
And for fame,
But visions came in twilight's rest,
Of flags that moved
And blooms distressed.

And there she stood—Kellin, wise—
With gardens shaped ‘neath Neer’stazone’s skies.
As every color took its place,
Bilnot woke with tear-stained face.

When paths do cross
And truth takes root,
The soul must answer, resolute.
He dug the red, he moved the soil—
And chose the path
That none would foil.
The oval bulb beneath the clay,
Held purple light to banish gray.
He planted hope,
Not meant to please—
A simple prayer
That blight might cease.

While power spoke in Palace halls,
And fear marched wide
Within its walls—
One man returned, became a sage,
As love sprung out for a new age.

When paths do cross
And hearts awake,
The past falls away,
The old ways break.
And in that meadow,
With its center red—
The color purple rose instead.


When Paths Do Cross

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