The things you taught me I will always know. How could I not? The roots have sunk so deep:All lesson of the heart that I will keep.
No matter who I am or where I go.Kids learn from the paths their parents lay down. And so, You are my book of life, the thoughts I that fill my being;Only in your arms I quiet sleep;Under my words your voice sings soft and slow.
From you I learned the rules of right and wrong. Against which I at times have rebeled,Though with regret, I carry with me still. How lucky I am to have been loved so well, Even as I pushed against your will, Relying on a father fair and strong.
May all Honor, Glory and Praise be to Our Father Ahn Sahng Hong and Our Mother Jerusalem.