Wayne Watson - In those eyes

Mama's Ey^Ges, by my bed each ni^Cght, When I'd^Am cry she'd hold me tig^Dht, And when the fe^Emver would come she'd co^Amol my br^Cow I rem^Cember now mama's e^Gyes When I went my wa^Cy, How those ey^Ames just seem to s^Day, May the Lor^Gd be strength and so^Emng, words gentle but str^Cong, Written there in Mama's e^Gyes

^EmIn those eyes my fe^Amars were all cast do^Dwn In those eyes was st^Grength without a so^Cund Etched into my m^Find for comfort, h^Dope through every trial. ^EmEyes that seemed to kn^Amow my every t^Durn, Shining with comp^Gasion and con^Ccern, Shedding a light on ev^Fery shadown I^D can find such rest in Mama's e^Gyes

Je^Gsus Eyes, gazing deeper s^Ctill To the pla^Amce only He could fi^Dll. N^Ameeds can only He can m^Emeet, finally l^Daid at his f^Ceet. There is rest in Jes^Gus eyes He has loved me mo^Cre, than the gre^Amatest of love be^Dfore. Love pur^Ger that winter s^Emnow, there is comfort you ^Cknow from a look in Jesus ey^Ges.

^EmIn those eyes my ^Amfears were all cast ^Ddown In those eyes is str^Gength without a so^Cund Etched into my m^Find for comfort, h^Dope through every trial. ^EmEyes that seem to k^Amnow my every t^Durn, Shining with comp^Gasion and con^Ccern, Shedding a light on ev^Fery shadown I can find such r^Dest in Jesus e^Gyes

One day I will s^Cee, how such lo^Amve could be given to me,^D The fool^Gish will be made wis^Eme, from the truth writen th^Cere In Jesus' Ey^Ges ^C In Jesus's Ey^Ges