Oh Eli, sweet and precious one, My heart is filled with joy, To see you healthy strong and true, Precious daddy's, daddy's boy. But dear beloved grandson, I must tell you this with care, That sin and death and misery, Are around us everywhere. And as I told your father, "In every heart, a seed of sin." And though we try with all our might, We can't rid it from within. But fear not, grandson Eli, The Lord's merciful and kind, He's made a way for your escape, For all who seek and find. Oh Eli, may you flee to Christ, And trust in His great love, May you repent of all your sin, And seek His mercy from above. And as you grow and change and learn, May you love and serve the Lord, May you find joy and peace in Him, May His love be your reward. Oh Eli, my dear grandson, May you grow in faith and grace, May you know the Savior's loving mercy, And find your resting place. In Him.
Love, Papa