God took the shining, twinkling stars
From the cloudless evening skies
And touched them with his gentle love
To make the baby’s eyes.
He picked a daisy from a patch
Still fresh with morning dew
And made the baby’s lovely skin
So smooth and soft and new
He took the glow right from the sun
And put it in its place
To form as only he could do
A smile for a baby’s face
God made each precious baby
So delicate and small
And of his many blessings
Babies are the greatest of them all.
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