Here...Dear God...here...take these tiny lives...so pure

we humbly admit...we cannot do this alone

You know these little ones so much better than we...sure

For You counted their hairs...and shaped their bones

It is on this Sunday Morn...which You saw so long ago

we bring our treasured ones...the names You already know

Presenting to You...Your prescious 'gifts'

which You, O Master...have blessed us with

Amidst the demands of parenthood...when difficulties soar

You'll be our source...and so much more

When our child's cry...surge life's present clamor

Your wisdom...will be our banner

You, will show us...how...to raise Your child

You, will teach us...how...to wear Your smile

And when our 'all' seems...too much to do...

You'll  instruct us how...to depend on You

Your presence...so calm...will take us thru life's maulings

as You guide us...in this...Your calling...

Your peace will reside ...within our very souls

if we but take Your hand...and hold

Thus, obeying  Holy Scriptures...before You we stand 

here in Your temple...we surrender to You

Bearing...our tender seedlings in our hands

forever needing...Your Water...Your Light...endued

Mk 10:14, 1Sam 1:28, Lk 2:22, Ps 78:1-4

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