I worry about the kids born today-
Will their parents teach them to pray
As soon as their hearts can form the words
Of prayer and praise?
Would that their little hands they raise
To no one except the Creator of all
He who created Earth, sky, land, and sea-
And every far off galaxy-
Yet has time for you and me...
We who love our children so much
Want for them God's special touch
That their lives our Lord would bless
And help them fly safely from our nest,
Blessing them in their lifelong flight
Keeping them from dark of night
Finally to bring them to His throne
Proclaiming that they are His own.
We want to be reunited when this life is done
With each daughter and each son
And all of those we love and cherish
Praying that none of those we love would perish.
Thena