Barren Sarah's Song
I want to have a child.TO have a child, a son of mine,
To feel his skin, so soft, so warm,
To give him milk, to hold his form,
To have, to keep, cradled, [kind].
I want no more of this reproach,
I want to feel that heaven smiled,
I need to hold my baby near--
I need to have a child.
To bear an heir, to give a son,
So borne a home, a family line,
My husband good, his hope [fulfilled]
A birth of hope, future begun.
I want no more of this reproach,
I want to feel that God has smiled,
I want to feel that I have worth--
I want to have a child.
To walk with pride in tents and towns,
To wash away the bitter words
That women use, that cleave as swords,
Their words so silenced, son, by you.
I want no more of this deep need,
I want an end to pain, despair,
I want to live, I need to breathe;
I want, I need, to hope no more.
A promised hope I scarce believed,
A word, I laughed, to hear it said,
My body old, as good as dead,
Yet God to us--"your prayer received."
I did not want to bear this hope,
I did not want to feel this need,
I did not want to feel this weight,
That some day soon I might conceive.
My heart, my mind, my need, held sway--
But God stayed close through al the pain,
Rebuked, surrendered, I gave Him reign,
He walked with me, each day by day.
I want to trust this God of ours,
This Yahweh, LORD of life, of love,
If He has said "this will be done,"
I trust my child will outnumber the stars.
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