Hinder them not for they belong to me.
To enter heaven, all men must act as these.
Quick to trust, slow to speak.
A soul that is humble and meek.
Some are broken and hurt.
Others have been shoved into the dirt.
One day out of the dirt they shall rise.
My glory, they shall see within their eyes.
Until that day, protect then you must.
To you their care do I entrust.
For these children are precious and adored.
Never again will they be ignored.