Monday, January 8, 2018

Song for my son

The baby in my arms
Was not given, only lent
This sleepy little cherub
By Heaven was sent

The baby in my arms
So innocent so fair
Whose tender young spirit
Is entrusted to my care

Oh, help me to be worthy
To protect from worldly harms
Giving loving guidance to
The baby in my arms

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