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"I'll send you for a little time
a child of Mine" He
said,
"For you to love
while he lives
and mourn for when he's
dead"
It may be six or seven
years
or twenty-two or three,
but will you, till 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 solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay
Since all from earth
return,
But there are lessons
taught down there
I want this child to learn.
I've looked this wide
world over
in my search for teachers
true.
And from the throngs that
crowd life's lanes,
I have selected you.
Now will you give him all
your love,
nor think the labour vain
Nor hate me when I come to
call
to take him back again?
I fancied that I heard them say
Dear Lord, Thy will be
done,
for all the joy Thy child
shall bring
the risk of grief we'll
run.
We'll shelter him with
tenderness
we'll love him while we
may
And for the happiness
we've known
forever grateful stay.
But should the angels call
for him,
much sooner than we
planned,
We'll brave the bitter
grief that comes
and try to understand.
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