LEND ME A PUP
I will lend to you for awhile, a pup, God
said, For you to love him while he lives and mourn him when he's dead.
Maybe twelve or fourteen years, or maybe
two or three. But will you, 'till I call him back, take care of him for
He'll bring his charms to gladden you and
(should his stay be brief) you'll always have his memories as solace for
I cannot promise he will stay, since all
from earth return But there are lessons taught below I want this pup to
I've looked the whole world over in search
of teachers true, And from the folk that crowd life's land I have chosen
Now will you give him all your love Nor
think the labor vain, Nor hate me when I come to take my sweet Pup back
I fancied that I heard them say "Dear
Lord Thy Will be Done," For all the joys this Pup will bring, the
risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll
love him while we may, And for the happiness we've known forever grateful
But should you call him back much sooner
than we've planned, We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, and try to
If, by our love, we've managed, your wishes
to achieve In memory of him we loved, to help us while we grieve,
When our faithful bundle departs this world
of strife, We'll have yet another Pup and love him all his life.