Very Last Mite by Chris Lucas

Parade of Homes by Chris Lucas

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Very Last Mite
by Chris Lucas

Album: Parade of Homes

Something inside her - something so strong
Something past day and past night
Out of her poverty and the gold of her heart
She's giving one last mite

In all the years of the troubles and tears
She's never been able when push came to shove
But against all the logic and the needs of the moment
Caution is thrown to the wild winds of love
Something inside her something so strong
Something past day and past night

It's her very last mite - some thought it wrong
How could it be right?
But Jesus was warmed by the sight
Of her very last mite

3 years of roaming and searching each face
For a child w/ child-like hands
For just one who had come to the end of the race
And stalled in their own advance

Who knew all the pressures of food and of shelter
It's the losing of money that we're nervous of
But with nothing behind her and nothing before
It all disappeared into riches above
And caution was thrown to the wild winds of love
It's floating there still like a kite.

It's her very last mite - some thought it wrong
How could it be right?
But Jesus was warmed by the sight
Of her very last mite

Suddenly here was the one He had sought
To prove everyword He had spoken
This woman who drew Him out to center stage
To give up everything and be broken

Something inside her something so strong
That the coin was no longer held tight

It's her very last mite
Her fingers were loosened and her spirit took flight
It wasn't expected - it wasn't polite
To give the very last mite
Songs would be sung and the poets would write
How Jesus was warmed by the sight
Of her very last mite.