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I'll lend you for a little time
a Child of Mine, He said,
For you to love the 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 here,
I want this child to learn.
I've looked this wide world over
in search of teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd Life's lane
I have decided You.
Now will you give him all your love
nor think the labor vain
And hate Me when I come to call
to take him back again?
I fancy that I heard them say
Dear Lord, Thy Will be done.
For all the joy this child will 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.
And should the angels call for him
much sooner than we planned
We'll brave the bitter grief that came
and try to understand.
~ Author Unknown ~
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