Eight pounds of joy bundled in blue Dark eyes that pierce to my soul Wonderfully knit in his mother's womb You made him perfectly whole
I sing lullaby and Amazing Grace And hold the child that you made Nuzzle his neck and smell his sweet head But Lord, sometimes I'm afraid
So grant me tonight a father's prayer Help me to do the best I can To raise this child to love you Lord To become a Christian man
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I pray tonight that You'll bless my boy Grant him health and grow him strong Shelter him safe in Your loving arms And protect him from all wrong
Lord, tonight I kneel as a father What a wonderful first for me As I lay my head on my baby's bed I'm not sure how I should be
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