Make Me What He Thinks I Am

A teardrop crept into my eye as I knelt on bended knee;Next to a gold haired tiny lad whose age was just past three.

He prayed with such simplicity "Please make me big and strong,Just like Daddy, don't you see? Watch o'er me all night long."

"Jesus, make me tall and brave, like my Daddy next to me."This simple prayer he prayed tonight filled my heart with humility.

As I heard his voice so wee and small offer his prayer to God,I thought these little footsteps someday my path may trod!

Oh, Lord, as I turn my eyes above and guidance ask from Thee;Keep my walk ever so straight for the little feet that follow me.Buoy me when I stumble, and lift me when I fail,Guard this tiny bit of boy as he travels down life's trail.

Make me what he thinks I am is my humble gracious pleaHelp me ever be the man this small lad sees in me!