Classic Poem

Two little babes on earth,
Foster and Allie;
Two little babes in death,
Treading the valley;
Two little babes in heaven
Singing forever,
Harps in their cherub hands,
Striking together.

Two little robes they wear,
Washed in the fountain
Jesus hath opened
On Calvary's mountain;
Two little crowns they cast,
Ever before him;
Two little infant tongues
Lisp to adore him.

There from the " tree of life,
Gently he feeds them,
And in the " pastures green, "
Tenderly leads them
Lambs in his bosom dear,
Loving to hold them;
See the Good Shepherd's arms
Sweetly enfold them.
Peace to our little ones,
Where they lie sleeping;
Hope in their rising, gives
Joy for our weeping;
Only their bodies dear
Rest in the valley,
Soon shall they live again,
Foster and Allie.