Knock Knock

I do not know how I am to pray for this child
As a mother I don't want my baby denied
But in the waiting in the waiting
I learned
Every instinct in me wants to shield him from pain
Take the arrows of misery heartache and blame
But in the sorrow in the sorrow
I learned to hold on
I only have two eyes - be all seeing
I only have two hands - be everywhere
I do not know enough - to be all knowing
I give this baby up into your care
I do not know how, how to pray for this child
I want to guard her from everything wicked and wild
But in the trial in the trial
I learned to hold on
And in the trial, in the trial
I learned to hold on to the heart of God