as little kids growing up, finally woolwich got to the white house, later, and dad or mom would tellt night when we would go to bed, we would pray for you children, and at the end, we would hold hands and recite our favorite proverb, and to think that my parents every nine held their hands and were able to say, trust in the lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding, in all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct bypass --thy paths. that is a gift to us. thank you, mom, for letting us, loving your husband, loving us kids, loving the nation with the heart of god. we miss you. god bless you. ♪ >> amazing grace, how sweet the sound, that saved a wretch like me. i once was lost but now am found, was blind, but now i see. t'was grace that taught my heart to fear. and grace, my fears relieved. how precious did that grace appear the hour i first believed. ♪ through many dangers, toils and snares i have already come; 'tis grace that brought me safe thus far and grace will lead me home. ♪ when we've been there ten thousand years bright shining as the sun we've no l