Yet Unborn

For those children I had prayed

And both of them God used

Though in His plan He took them home

Hard plan that I’d still choose


I pray for you too, sweet one,

That your life will bear good fruit

That you live to love and glorify

Him Whose love of mine’s the root


Grow strong, my darling baby,

‘Til I kiss your downy head

Rocking gently in my arms

And sing you off to bed


Copyright Jonelle Liddell

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