It is said that one day
You had a great vision,
Did you accept it?
Or reject it in derision?
The vision came true
When little Mary was born,
So for you and Anne
Was it a glorious morn?
You praised the Lord
That His will was done,
But when did you know
She was a chosen one?
Even little John was not
Fit to untie His sandal,
Was a virgin birth too much
For you to handle?