My father and mother are dead,
Nor friend, nor relation I know;
And now the cold earth is their bed,
And daisies will over them grow.
I cast my eyes into the tomb,
The sight made me bitterly cry;
I said, "And is this the dark room,
Where my father and mother must lie?"
I cast my eyes round me again, Pray that the kids really get to know of Gods love
In hopes some protector to see; Pray that they get to have a real friend
Alas! but the search was in vain, called Jesus.
For none had compassion on me. Pray that I may be faithfull in reflecting
Jesus..
I cast my eyes up to the sky,
I groan'd, though I said not a word;
Yet GOD was not deaf to my cry,
The Friend of the fatherless heard.
For since I have trusted his care,
And learn'd on his word to depend,
He has kept me from every snare,
And been my best Father and Friend
And now the cold earth is their bed,
And daisies will over them grow.
I cast my eyes into the tomb,
The sight made me bitterly cry;
I said, "And is this the dark room,
Where my father and mother must lie?"
I cast my eyes round me again, Pray that the kids really get to know of Gods love
In hopes some protector to see; Pray that they get to have a real friend
Alas! but the search was in vain, called Jesus.
For none had compassion on me. Pray that I may be faithfull in reflecting
Jesus..
I cast my eyes up to the sky,
I groan'd, though I said not a word;
Yet GOD was not deaf to my cry,
The Friend of the fatherless heard.
For since I have trusted his care,
And learn'd on his word to depend,
He has kept me from every snare,
And been my best Father and Friend
by Jane Taylor
What would it take to share God's love to the little ones such as these?
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