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.