In memory of sweet little Josephine

Another pair of tiny hands
To lay beneath the clay
Slumb'ring little baby eyes
To wake another day
O God of heav'n
Come guard this bed
And let this angel sleep
Till earth is pure for tiny hands
And safe for tiny feet

A wondrous little baby smile
The hope of things to be
Born to face a troubled world for a moment
And then set free
O God of heav'n
Take hate from men
Till lambs and lions feed
And make earth pure for tiny hands
And safe for tiny feet

Tiny hands
Angel hands
Perfect hands
Blameless hands

Lifeless hands resting in the night
Waiting for the light when life will follow
O God of heav'n
Send Christ again
Bring in His reign of peace
Let earth turn pure
For tiny hands
And safe for tiny feet
Then give back my child to me.

by Kenneth Cope