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Psalm 139:13 “For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother's womb.
14 I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well.
15 My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
16 Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them.
17 How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!”


Were You there…Father,
When our son was first conceived?
Did You form his inward parts,
Knit him together…unperceived?

We do praise You…Father,
For the wonder of each birth;
With all our being…we praise You,
How awesome is your worth!

Were You there…Father,
Fashioning our tiny son;
Into a very unique person,
Another like him…not a one?

‘Tis said that in your Book,
All the days of our life are written;
Did You know his time was short,
To You…he’d soon be returning?

Were You there…Father,
When complications arose?
Did You guide the hands of those in charge,
Giving them wisdom…in what they chose?

Such a comfort afforded us,
As we felt your presence there;
It’s these very hard times,
That we learn just how much You care!

Were You there…Father?
Did You hear the prayers offered up;
By so many caring people,
Across the land…and close-up?

After hours of pain and suffering,
Passing on…and then brought back;
Still, this baby fought to live,
But, there was too much he lacked.

Were You there…Father,
When his little heart stopped and began again;
‘Til there was nothing left of him,
Obvious…this battle…he couldn’t win?

About that time…the prayers changed,
“Lord, that he not suffer anymore…”;
And then…our son was gone,
The pain and suffering o’er.

Were You there…Father,
Did You take him in your arms?
Did You bring him to Paradise,
Far away from all harm?

I know You took him…gently,
Cradled him…held him close;
I’m trusting in your Word,
Father…You were there!


In loving memory of our son Matthew Thomas;
who was with us for a short 18 hours.


Dec. 6, 2002

Aimee Love

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