Father's Arms

"My child, my child, I love you more
Than all the finest gold
I loved you before creation
And it's you I long to hold

These arms of mine reach down
Like a father stooping low
Ready to embrace his child
And never let him go

I long for you to look
Into this face of mine
And see the love I have for you
Which will never fade with time

You were in my heart
Before creation came to be
I really could not love you more
Both now and for all eternity"