We want children like Abraham.
Blessed by God,
Courageous, upright, pure in virtue,
And understanding in wisdom.
May they all be warriors;
May they all be saints;
May they all be powerful;
Yet, whatever they become, we will love them the same.
God knows them before they are even conceived.
We have a prayer for the blessing of seven
Our faith must mirror our hope,
So we name them even now:
Hunter Cougar
Raven Sierra
Redknife River
January DaliaSky
Hawk Racer
Kanakli TwoDoves
Arrow Shadow
We prepare for our hope which will not disappoint;
And our faith which exceeds the size of a mustard seed.
All things are possible,
So we thank the Lord in advance.
Before the first seed is planted,
We dedicate them all to Jesus.
We will glorify Him in all he gives us;
And folks will call us parents of plenty.
So be it!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem