my little disciple
one of four
I have a little Baby Lamb.
I speak to her about I AM,
Who has a great eternal plan
For her, my precious Baby Lamb.
I pray for her to follow him,
Who fills our lives’ cups to the brim
With pleasures now and evermore.
Oh, Baby Lamb, do follow Him!
She smiles and gently takes my hand
And learns to hear His sweet command
To follow Him from joy to joy,
Walking with Jesus hand-in-hand.
My Baby Lamb has made me smile,
Walking with God with me a while,
Then walking on with God alone,
Forever making Jesus smile.
June 13, 2008
This is the bookend poem for “Son of The King”, which I hope to post tomorrow.