Though he fall seven times,
Or seventy times,
My child, I shall not leave;
His struggles might cause
His unbalanced stance,
But I shall not leave his side in the struggle.
I’ll help him on,
Help him up,
Help him out,
Help him grow
Stronger as he
Takes his stand
And prepares
To move again.

Though he fall seven times,
Or seventy more,
I won’t be ashamed,
For I know that in store
Are fallings and risings,
And lifting him up
Is a precious privilege and joy!

A.D.W.

August 2008