Trail to Hope

Brother

Posted by Sarah , Friday, July 30, 2010 9:52 AM

Meek and lowly, little child
Stains and dirt lines crease and sear
Scars slash deep so daily keep
Watch over them, my dear

Little ones, the babes in tears
The gentle-wild love and fear
Fierce and steep, so nightly keep
Watch over them, my dear

You but a child and half-grown man
Guard and nourish, follow and steer
Since mother sleeps now you must keep
Watch over them, my dear

And when the evening seems so drear
And daybreak equally unclear
Rest in Him, who e'er will keep
Watch over you, my dear