"I'll lend you a little while
A child of mine." God said-
For you to love the while he lives
and mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years
or forty two or three
but will you, till I take him back,
take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you
and, should his stay be brief,
you'll have his nicest memories
as solace for his grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
since all from earth return
but, there are lessons taught below,
I want this child to learn.
I've looked the whole world over,
in my search for teachers true,
and from the things that crowd life's lane
I have chosen you.
Now will you give him all our love,
nor think the labour vain,
nor hate me me when I come to take
this lent child back again?
I fancied that I heard them say,
"Dear Lord Will Thy be Done"
for all the joys thy child will bring
the risk of grief will run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness,
and love him while we may,
and for all the happiness we've known
forever grateful stay.
But, should thy angels call for him
much sooner than we planned,
we'll brave the grief that comes
and try to understand.
You're one of Heaven's angels now
A perfect little star,
And when you shine the world can see
How beautiful you are.
May you fly with magic wings
On clouds so soft and white,
May your heart be joyful
And your days be bathed in light.
And though our hearts are broken
And you life was far too short
We thank you, sweetest angel
For the happiness you brought.