Dead Babes

child in heaven

My poor dead babes – are you in heaven now
Disporting among angels in the light
Of Christ? So happy perfectly enow,
Older than me in all of heaven’s delight?
And when I enter heaven, on that day
Will you – with others – take me by the hand
To lead me through celestial fields of May
And teach me what I long to understand:
Why were you taken so? To spare the pain
And hurt of living in this broken world?
God’s will be done. If He deigns to explain
His wisdom, His eternal plans unfurled
To me, how all our joys are due His Grace –
I worship. Understanding what took place
Far better, when I see Him face to face.