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GOD'S LENT CHILD
I'll lend you for a little time
A Child
of Mine,God said,
For you to love the while he lives
And mourn for when he's dead.
It maybe six or seven weeks,
Or
thirty years or three,
But will you,till I call him back,
Take care of him for Me.
He'll bring you his charm
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
looked the wide world over
In My search for teachers true,
and from the throngs who crowd life's way
I have selected
you.
Now will you give all your love,
Nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate Me when I call around
To take him
back again?
I fancy that I hear you say,
Dear Lord, Thy will be done,
For all the joy this child has brought
All
fateful risks we run.
We sheltered him with tenderness,
We loved him while we may,
And for the happiness we've
known
We shall forever grateful stay.
But you came 'round to call for him
Much sooner than we'd planned...
Dear
Lord, forgive our grief
And help us understand.
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