'Kindje'


















 

Our spirits bond,
My soul sensed you came,
As life began,
I wrestled for your name.

Oh unborn child,
This gift God granted me,
Though my eyes veiled,
Still sense your destiny.

And my faltering heart,
Still heavy with the task
Thrills to thoughts of holding you,
In eager arms at last.

Oh unborn child,
This gift entrusted me,
Help me to teach,
God is your destiny.

 








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