Another Grace For A Child
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. Amen.
Robert Herrick
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. Amen.
A child stands before a meal and speaks directly to God, holding both hands up in prayer. The little speaker admits their hands are “cold as paddocks”—an old word for frogs—but still lifts them in hope of a blessing. There’s no embarrassment, just simple, trusting honesty.
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