[Verse 1]
She built her table wider than the world said she could,
Three born of her body, six more where no one else stood,
Every name she spoke at bedtime, every hand she held through fear,
She mapped the country of belonging for the ones who ended up here,
Her faith was not a Sunday coat she'd fold and put away,
It was the floorboard under every word she'd ever say.

[PreChorus]
She never kept a tally of the cost she couldn't name,
She just kept setting places at the table all the same.

[Chorus]
Mary Patricia, you are the reason nine hearts know the way,
You pressed your whole life into theirs like bread they eat today,
Every door you opened wide, every night you stayed awake—
Mary Patricia, the gift you gave is one they'll never break.

[Verse 2]
She runs on something steadier than sleep or praise or rest,
A quiet, drilled conviction planted deep inside her chest,
She moved through every difficult and undeserved delay,
The kind of patient, measured work that doesn't ask for pay,
She found the God she prays to not in doctrine, not in creed,
But in the face of every child who came to her in need.

[PreChorus]
Her love is not a fragile thing that shatters in the frost,
It holds its ground through seasons long and counts no moment lost.

[Chorus]
Mary Patricia, the ones you chose are anchored in your care,
You showed them how a person kneels and means it in their prayer,
You gave them more than shelter — you gave every one a name —
Mary Patricia, no two of them will ever be the same.

[Verse 3]
She carries in the deep of her a kelp-dark, searching sea,
A feeling-life more fathomless than she will let them see,
She's memorized the shadow side of everyone she's known,
And from that knowing, built a lamp she set above her home,
She wants her children walking where the everlasting calls,
So she pours her whole devotion out and trusts it through the walls.

[PreChorus]
The truth she's learned from decades bent in service and in prayer,
Is love that costs you everything is love beyond compare.

[Bridge]
She stood at every crossroads where the easy road ran past,
She chose the one that asked her more and knew the die was cast,
What she poured into nine lives will echo past her days,
A woman who made holiness a thing that feeds and stays.

[Outro]
Mary Patricia, let the ones you raised be your reply,
Nine lives that know His name because you lit the way up high.