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A CHILD OF GOD

 

"I'll lend you for a little while

A child of mine," God said.

"For you to love while he lives,

And mourn for when he's dead.

It may be six or seven years

Or forty-two or three.

But will you, til I call him back,

Take care of him for me?

 

He'll bring his charms

To gladden you,

And should his stay be brief,

You'll have his lovely memories

As a solace in your grief.

 

I cannot promise he will stay,

Since all from earth return;

But there are lessons taught below

I want this child to learn.

 

I've searched the whole world over

In my quest for teachers true,

And from all those that crowd life's lane,

I have chosen you.

 

Now, will you give him all your love?

Not think the labour vain?

Nor hate me when I come

To take him back again?"

 

"I fancied that I heard them say--

"Dear Lord, Thy will be done

For all the joys Thy child will bring

The risk of grief we'll run.

We will shelter him with tenderness,

We'll love him while we may,

And for the happiness we've known

Forever grateful stay.

 

But should Thy angel call for him,

Much sooner than we've planned,

We'll brave the bitter grief that comes

And try to understand."

Author Unknown

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