She is so little yet, dear God,
Too little now to take the rod
Of life within her own small hand,
So she is rocked to sleepy land.
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Dear Lord, I thank you for my home,
For these four walls to call my own
Where in life's solitude and rest
I am with those I love the best.
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Earth is so large and I so small
It seems to matter not at all
What deeds I do our course I take,
For tears will fall and hearts will break
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