Rock-a-bye Norah and I am just a Little Lamb
December 10 was a very special service at St. Andrew's Hespeler. It was Family Sunday, a service designed for kids of all ages, and we celebrated the baptism of a beautiful baby girl. There was no sermon per se, but the kids did present the following two poems. Hespeler, 10 December, 2017 © Scott McAndless – Baptism, Family Sunday Rock-a-bye Norah Rock-a-bye Baby, laid in a trough. You are God’s chosen, a gift from aloft. Because of your coming, the mighty shall fall, The lowly be lifted and rule over all. Some wise men are traveling, foll’wing a star They’re coming to worship you for who you are. They’re bringing you frankincense, gold and some Myrrh, For you are the sort of a king they prefer. When you first arrived, King Herod was mad. He thought you would threaten the kingdom he had. The kingdom that you’ll preach is better by far, But people in this world think it’s bizarre. Rock-a-bye baby, you’ll grow to be...