Here a little child I stand  
  Heaving up my either hand.  
  Cold as paddocks though they be,  
  Here I lift them up to Thee,  
  For a benison to fall  
  On our meat, and on us all.
Noble Numbers (1648), "A Child's Grace".
Here a little child I stand  
  Heaving up my either hand.  
  Cold as paddocks though they be,  
  Here I lift them up to Thee,  
  For a benison to fall  
  On our meat, and on us all.
Noble Numbers (1648), "A Child's Grace".