I held a baby in my arms
And rocked him off to sleep
And as I held him close to me
I could not help but weep
For all the little babies
Who have never felt warm arms
Or heard a mother pray to God
To keep them safe from harm
For little ones who've never known
A mother's loving smile
Or felt sweet peace and comfort
As she held them for a while.
I wished that I could take each one
And hold them in my arms
And fulfill their every need
And keep them from all harm
But I was soon reminded
That our God made every child
We all belong to Him
And we will know in just a while
Why little children suffer
At the hands of human-ness
We do not know the answer
And we cannot even guess
But we know that great rewards
Are waiting just above
For all God's little children
Who are so dearly loved
By a precious loving Father
Who will dry away their tears
And rock them gently in His arms
And answer all their prayers.
©Jeannette E. Smith
July 10, 2003
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