To show them how to walk
Two little tongues depend on me
To teach them how to talk.
Grant me patience and forbearance
The wisdom of a king.
Help me not to whine and worry
O're every little thing
Teach me to number all my days
To bask in childhood joys.
So fleeting are these early years
Of storytime and toys.
Through daily reading of Gods word
And bedtimes whispered prayer;
May all I do and say each day
Point them to heaven fair.
In hurried rush and stress of life;
Help me to slow the pace,
So not one tiny soul be lost,
And trampled in the race.
Dear God I pray that you will bless
These children that I raise.
May everything that's said and done
Be only for your praise!
