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