A baby cries and for the first time opens his eyes
Mother and Father are beaming and dreaming
Cause they know the way
And they'll teach their son to pray
With his mother's milk he feeds on the word of God
These building blocks of life will grow character as strong as trees
Joseph cries in the night
Wakes a Mom and a Dad O so tired
They rush out to hold him tight
His soft little snores their delight
The burden to provide will never match the joy
For Christ guides this family through every storm
Joe is in God's hands
To do with as He sees fit
And Joe seems pretty content
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Todd. . .you are the man. Nice ballad.
-ben
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