God Only Lent You This Child
I entered my little girl's room
To kiss her and tuck her into bed,
She replied, not just yet mommy
And this is what she said.
I have to talk to the pretty lady
Who comes to visit me each night,
She says she will take me with her
So I have to look just right.
She sat down at her vanity
And began to brush her hair of gold,
She then gets out all her jewelry
And puts on all she can hold.
She kneels by her bedside
With her little hands clasp tight,
Where are you pretty lady
I want you to meet my mommy tonight.
My mommy doesn't know I am leaving
Yet a lot of nights I hear her cry ,
I wanted it to be a secret
Could it be she already knows why.
As I listen to her my eyes grow misty
So I just let the teardrops fall,
I know the time is nearing
But God let me keep her just a little while.
I hold my precious daughter to my breast
Such a sweet and darling little thing,
Oh God what will I do without her
That is when I hear an angel sing.
As the singing grows louder
There surrounded by a golden light,
Was the most beautiful angel
It was the such a glorious sight.
She took my little girl from me and lifted her
Enfolding her within her wide spread wings,
Just as the sky burst open
A multitude of angels sings.
Do not be so sad says the beautiful angel
For God has prepared for her an eternal home,
You see he only lent her to you for awhile
Then she rose and they were gone.
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