CRADLE OF LOVE

Rock me Jesus, rock me
in the cradle of Your love,
You are the gentle comforter
whose hands caress me from above.

Heal all my deepest wounds and hurts
give me strength that I will need,
to do the will of God the Father
in thought, in word, in deed.

I am just a newborn baby
much to learn with each new day,
Your hands I need to guide me
what to do and what to say.

In times of need, please whisper Lord
words of hope to calm life’s fears,
Your Word , the only healing balm
speak it gently in my ears.

When I feel cold and lonely
and I need a place to rest,
wrap me in the blanket of Your love
my head nestled on Your breast.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
Aug. 06, 1993