The Everlasting Arms

 

 

A sweet baby boy gone to be with Jesus
Before he took his first breath,
Held briefly in the arms of his parents
Now held by the Lord of the heartbroken,
Forever loved,
Forever held in their hearts,
Tender words of love whispered in his ears,
Tears of sadness washing down their cheeks,
A grandmother’s heart breaks for her daughter
Her arms ache for this sweet little boy,
Jesus, the Lord of the heartbroken
Jesus, the One who holds him now.

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For my dear friend, who trusts Jesus to hold her
sweet little grandson until she holds him again

 

"‘He will wipe every tear from their eyes.

There will be no more death’ or mourning or crying or pain,

for the old order of things has passed away.”


Revelation 21:4