~Tiny Hands~

Another pair of tiny hands

To lay beneath the clay

Slumbering little baby eyes

To wake another day

Oh God of Heav'n, come guard this bed

And let this angel sleep

'Til Earth is pure for tiny hands

And safe for tiny feet

A wondrous little baby smile

The hope of things to be

Born to face the troubled world

For a moment and then set free

Oh God of Heav'n, take hate from man

'Til lambs and lions feed

And make Earth pure for tiny hands

And safe for tiny feet

Tiny hands

Angel hands

Perfect hands

Blameless hands

Lifeless hands

Resting in the night

Waiting for the light

When life will follow

Oh God of Heav'n, send Christ again

Bringing his reign of peace

Let earth turn pure for tiny hands

And safe for tiny feet

Then give back my child to me.

~Tiny Hands by Kenneth Cope~

Memories

I thought of you today, that is nothing new.

I thought about you yesterday, and days before that too.

I think of you in silence, and I often speak your name.

All I have are memories and a picture in a frame.

Your memory is a keepsake, from which I'll never part.

God has you in his arms right now, and I have you in my heart.

Thanks for the saying Mom, I love it.