Rachel, Rachel

Rachel, Rachel

Hush, hush your little beating heart,

they seek you now to tear apart.

Still safe within this God blessed womb,

soon it will be a stone cold tomb.

You little one, you have no name.

Your Father loves you all the same.

Your mother, Rachel, won't forget,

her bitter tears are flowing yet.

Rachel, she still calls out in pain.

She knows and calls your unborn name.

And God will hear her weeping voice,

His gift of life is not our choice.

Rachel, Rachel please weep for me,

for what I did not do, you see.

For all the times I did not speak,

for when His will I did not seek.

Rachel, Rachel, remember me,

and all those broken hearts near thee.

With tears of love you shower all,

as rain from God forever falls.

Hush, hush be still and hear Him call,

that still small voice within us all.

No man born can extinguish it,

that light of love is always lit.

(Pray for Life!)

From "Poems in the Shade of the Tree of Life"  by Dan Strizak

Copyright 2016 Daniel Strizak