Before You grew to be quite tall
Sweet Jesus, when You were still small
What kind of life was it You led
When first arising from Your bed ?
We know at twelve You went to Shul
There questioned and reviewed God’s rule
To keep Your faith You did atone
Though in Your trial You stood alone.
Oh Son of God, You did not fail
Your life we shall forever hail
You are our Hero and our Friend
It shall be so until the end !
I’d like to believe that words live on
Long after both you and I have gone
I pray some of those words we have said
May linger longer within our head
And beg God’s blessing will favor you
With joy and hope and great passion true !
On a lonely road in an empty place
When the bugle calls and a trumpet plays
And the wild wind blows o’er deserted plain
It stirs an old heart to revive again !
Tis true that I would like to know
Which way the busy winds do blow
And how steep will the waves all be
Crashing in the cold winter’s sea ?
Will the tide come rushing ashore
Just as the moon rises once more
To greet its eventide asea
Amidst life’s crisis and debris ?
There is a place that waits for each
So very far beyond our reach
This special place no cause impeach
Where heaven’s sky meets God’s great beach !
As dawn awakes across the land
The sun prepares for her grandstand
Her magic glory wiil be seen
As vision fit for king or queen.
The splendor of day’s beauty bright
Engenders an unending light
For who will know the value of
God’s benefits and selfless love ?
There is so much that I need say
Before it’s time to go away
To indicate just how I feel
With passions that are strong and real.
At times I’m sure I cannot win
The odds are stacked ere I begin
Please help me Lord make dreams come true
Grant me the strength to follow you !
