Sing Gently

A mother's lullaby becomes a star

To lead the earth to be peace-beautiful.

Lilies will bloom where swords dissolve--How far

Away the hour? How near this miracle?

O mothers, answer: Lift your eyes, and sing

The song of love, to bid small fingers curled

About your own reach upward to the King

That He may help them build a tomorrow's world.

Sing gently; kindle high, white fires to burn

Within the heart; give sons in youth the rod

Of flaming faith that they grow strong to turn

Back waters of the sea ... and lead to God.

For faith implanted through a lullaby

Will flame to blazon PEACE upon the sky!