"...Now, He didn't give you that baby, by 100.000 miles,
He just think you need some sunshine, and He lent 'her' for a while,
and He let you love and keep 'her' til your hearts were bigger grown,
and those silver tears you're shedding, are just interest on the loan,
so my poor dejected mourners, let your hearts with Jesus rest,
and don't go criticizing, the One who knows the best.
He gives us many comforts,
He has a right to take away,
To the Lord be praise and glory,
Now and ever,
Let us pray..."
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2 comments:
Very lovely and so true. Did your Mom write this piece?
no I didn't write it - it is a quote from part of an old song / poem, heard on a45rmp record in my childhood - love and greetings.Elva
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