The Prophecy

Come here my sweet child, there's something I must tell you…
    we have been chosen, I want you to know.
Angels pure and mild, with souls that are fresh as dew
    will bring us a gift, to nurture and grow.
 
A very special soul, soon will be ours to keep,
    bringing along with it, burdens to bear.
Though we may feel some times that we would like to weep,
    the Lord will wipe away all of our tears.
 
We can't ask questions of Him and His wondrous ways.
    He would not give us a test we can't pass.
He will be there to help us through all of our days,
    forging a bond, that forever will last.
 
We'll draw our strength from the One who is up above.
    He will give comfort and assuage our fears…
always secure in the fact that we have His love,
    ever to keep us so near and so dear.
 
When the time's right, He will reveal why us He chose,
    in the meantime, we have nothing to fear.
Safe in the knowledge, that God on us always glows,
    one day the answer will be crystal clear.