What a wondrous thing is this
That a virgin shall conceive
As the angel spoke these words
It must have been hard to believe
Still, she humbled to the task
Though the whispers must have stung
She counted it a privilege
And through Mary, it's begun, she said...

It's the least that I can do
For the most that You have done
And in Your time of need
How could I turn and run
For all that You have done
From the manger to the tomb
It's the least that I can do
For all that You have done

Standing 'neath the cross
She fixed her eyes on Him
A multitude of memories
Surely played again
Did she think of manger scenes
Or angel lullabies
Then from the cross He mentions her
She'll stay with Him 'til He dies, she said...
It's the least that I can do
For the most that You have done
And in Your time of need
How could I turn and run
For all that You have done
From the manger to the tomb
It's the least that I can do
For all that You have done

For all that You have done
From the manger to the tomb
It's the least that I can do
For all that You have done