This babe you bear is innocent
A special gift, from heaven, sent
To balance the darkness of the world
It now lay inside you safely curled
Won't you take a moment to humbly pray
How to make it a home or give it away
Equal to your sorrow, there are those who now weep
And mourn for what in the womb you keep
They would to fill the world up with love
And petition prayers for you from above
Imagine your life many years from now
With a long trail of goodness only sacrifice allows
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