Eight pounds of joy bundled in blue
Dark eyes that pierce to my soul
Wonderfully knit in his mother's womb
You made him perfectly whole
I sing lullaby and Amazing Grace
And hold the child that you made
Nuzzle his neck and smell his sweet head
But Lord, sometimes I'm afraid
So grant me tonight a father's prayer
Help me to do the best I can
To raise this child to love you Lord
To become a Christian man
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I pray tonight that You'll bless my boy
Grant him health and grow him strong
Shelter him safe in Your loving arms
And protect him from all wrong
Lord, tonight I kneel as a father
What a wonderful first for me
As I lay my head on my baby's bed
I'm not sure how I should be
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