Mother Teresa “God does not call us all to great things, but calls us to do small things with great love.”
In the garden of our Savior no flower grows unseen His kindness rains like water on every humble seed No simple act of mercy escapes His watchful eye For there is One who loves me His hand is over mine
In the kingdom of the heavens no suffering is unknown Each tear that falls is holy, each breaking heart a throne There is a song of beauty in every weeping eye For there is One who loves me His heart, it breaks with mine
O the deeds forgotten, O the works unseen Every drink of water flowing graciously Every tender mercy You’re making glorious This You have asked of us: Do little things with great love Little things with great love
At the table of our Savior, no mouth will go unfed And His children in the shadows stream in and raise their heads O give us ears to hear them, and give us eyes that see For there is One who loves them. I am His hands and feet.