Therapy: In Poem and Photos

Please allow me this opportunity to work through some emotions.  To process some sorrow. To remember a few of the children that have died since we arrived. To share with you some sweet babies that touched my heart. To prepare myself for the deaths the are to come. And come, they will. Until the day Jesus returns. Come, Lord Jesus. The Christian's "Good-Night"  ("Sleep on, beloved") By Sarah Doudney (1841-1926) SLEEP on, beloved, sleep on and take thy rest,
Lay down thy head upon thy Saviour’s breast;
We love thee well, but Jesus loves thee best;—
Good-night! Marie Denise
Calm is thy slumber as an infant’s sleep;	5
But thou shalt wake no more to toil and weep;
Thine is a perfect rest, secure and deep;—
Good-night! Phara
Until the shadow from this earth is cast,
Until He gathers in His sheaves at last,	10
Until the Lenten gloom is overpast;—
Good-night!
Darlens
Until the Easter glory lights the skies,
Until the dead in Jesus shall arise,
And He shall come—but not in lowly guise;—	15
Good-night!
Lucianne
Until, made beautiful by love divine,
Thou, in the likeness of Thy Lord, shalt shine,
And He shall bring that golden crown of thine;—
Good-night!	20
Rojidner
Only “Good-night,” beloved, not “Farewell”!
A little while, and all His saints shall dwell
In hallowed union, indivisible;—
Good-night! Chimene
Until we meet again before His throne,	25
Clothed in the spotless robe He gives His own;
Until we know, even as we are known;—
Good-night! Malange