[male
vocals] (
Oh,
glory)
Nineteen
years
have
passed,
but
your
light
still
shines,
Mother.
Nineteen
years
since
you
went
to
rest,
dear
Florence,
I
remember
the
day
the
world
felt
so
still.
I
was
just
a
child,
with
a
future
full
of
shadows,
Wondering
how
I’
d
climb
this
steep
and
lonely
hill.
But
you
left
me
with
more
than
just
a
memory,
You
planted
seeds
of
faith
deep
inside
my
soul.
Yes
Lord,
you
gave
me
the
strength
to
keep
on
walking,
To
make
the
broken
pieces
of
my
spirit
whole.
Oh,
Florence
Musonda
Chungu,
you
were
a
queen
of
grace,
I
see
your
loving
spirit
every
time
I
look
at
my
own
face.
From
a
doubting
child
to
the
man
I’
ve
come
to
be,
Thank
you,
Mother,
for
the
love
you
poured
in
me.
Thank
you
Jesus,
for
the
gift
of
her
life,
My
light
in
the
darkness,
through
the
storm
and
the
strife.
Today
I
stand
as
a
father,
a
husband,
and
a
man,
Guiding
Wampa
and
Wasa
just
the
way
you
planned.
They
speak
of
you
often,
wishing
you
were
here
today,
To
hold
their
hands
and
kiss
their
tears
away.
Bana
Kuli,
we
still
feel
the
warmth
you
left
behind,
A
legacy
of
kindness
that
is
forever
intertwined.
Yes
Lord,
you
taught
me
how
to
live
with
every
soul,
To
be
fair
to
the
stranger
and
to
keep
the
truth
whole.
Oh,
Florence
Musonda
Chungu,
you
were
a
queen
of
grace,
I
see
your
loving
spirit
every
time
I
look
at
my
own
face.
From
a
doubting
child
to
the
man
I’
ve
come
to
be,
Thank
you,
Mother,
for
the
love
you
poured
in
me.
Thank
you
Jesus,
for
the
gift
of
her
life,
My
light
in
the
darkness,
through
the
storm
and
the
strife.
Niwe
mayo
ushakwete
umusobolala,
You
walked
with
love,
no
malice
in
your
heart.
My
wife
and
your
grandchildren,
they
honor
your
name,
We’
re
carrying
the
fire,
the
beauty,
and
the
flame.
Amen,
amen,
we
carry
on
your
love.
You
were
the
anchor
when
the
waves
were
crashing
high,
You
were
the
whisper
when
I
couldn't
find
the
sky.
Florence,
you’
re
home
now,
resting
in
the
Father’
s
care,
But
I
feel
your
presence
everywhere,
yes,
everywhere.
I’
m
standing
strong
because
you
stood
for
me
back
then,
Raising
me
with
wisdom,
over
and
again.
Oh,
Florence
Musonda
Chungu,
you
were
a
queen
of
grace,
I
see
your
loving
spirit
every
time
I
look
at
my
own
face.
From
a
doubting
child
to
the
man
I’
ve
come
to
be,
Thank
you,
Mother,
for
the
love
you
poured
in
me.
Thank
you
Jesus,
for
the
gift
of
her
life,
My
light
in
the
darkness,
through
the
storm
and
the
strife.
We
love
you,
Mom.
Rest
in
peace,
Florence.
Praise
Him,
for
the
life
you
lived.
Until
we
meet
again,
we
keep
your
seeds
growing.
Amen.