'I'll lend you for a little while a child of mine ,'
he said, For you to love while she lives, and mourn when she is dead.
'It may six or seven years, or twenty -two or -three,
But will you, till I call her back, Take care of her for me?
'She'll bring her charms to gladden you, and shall her stay be brief,
You'll have her lovely memories as solace for your grief.
I cannot promise she will stay, since all from earth return,
But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.
'I've looked the wild world over In my search for teachers true,
And from the things that crowd life's lands I have selected you.
'Now will you give her all your love, not think the labour vain,
Nor hate me when I call to taker her back again.
I fancy 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 her with tenderness. we'll love her wile we may,
And for the happiness we have known, we'll ever grateful stay.
'But shall the angels call for her much sooner thatn we planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to understand.'