Give Me Strength…



Give me strength O Lord, 
To fulfil each dream - 
Of those little expectant eyes ... 
That look at me. 
The eyes, I wish would never fill with tears. 
I would strive hard to see to that. 

Every effort would be made - 
To make that little face smile. 
The face, which makes me smile each morning... 
As I look at her - 
Sleeping peacefully in my embrace, 
her tiny hand resting on my waist. 

The one, who gives me a feeling of completeness, 
gives a meaning to my life - 
For all that is and all that can be.

Give me strength O Lord, 
To be a mother to her, who knows me as one. 
She might have belonged to someone else, 
Conceived in another womb - 
From someone else's seed. 
But she is mine to hold now, 
Mine to care and love. 

Because every morning and every night - 
I see myself in her eyes... 
The sparkling gems that make me - 
The richest woman in the world.

Yes, she is mine to hold, 
To care and love.

So, give me strength O Lord, 
To hold her and, love her as my own - 
With much confidence, pride, and faith - 
That I can be good mother to her and 
She would someday proudly say - 
"I am hers - to hold, care and love ... 
And she is mine!"





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