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I’ll Lend You For A Little Time

I'll lend you for a little time a child of mine " He said

"for you to love the while he lives

and mourn for when he's dead

It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three,

But will you, 'til I call back, take care of him for me?

He'll bring his charms to gladden you, and shall his stay be brief,

You'll have his lovely memories as solace and relief.

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've looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true

And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes, I have selected you.

Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain,

Nor hate Me when I come to call to take him back again?'

I fancied that I heard them say: "Dear Lord, thy will be done.

For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run.

We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may.

And for the happiness we've known forever grateful stay:

But shall the angels call for him,

Much sooner than we've planned,

We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand.

 

In Memory Of Roland Jones