Whose Child Is This
Whose child is this, before me laid
A gift of God, from his love made
Two tiny hands my heart embrace
This one who chose my world to grace
So innocent, so unafraid
As each small feature is surveyed
Life as I knew it starts to fade
As I gaze down upon this face
Whose child is this
Oft to my Lord, my wish conveyed
Each evening for this child I prayed
All my misgivings now displace
My emptiness of heart erase
Has He at last my fears allayed
Whose child is this
02//23/2012
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