I love the children’s hymn Mary’s Lullaby by Jan Underwood Pinborough, but I’ll be honest as I listened to the words of this hymn and reflected on the life of the Savior, I was also drawn to a different hymn of the same title by Wanda West Palmer that I sang on my mission.

Before I share the lyrics, allow me to set the scene for this Lullaby hymn.

Luke 2:7-12, 15-16
And [Mary] brought forth her firstborn son, and wrapped him in swaddling clothes, and laid him in a manger; because there was no room for them in the inn.
And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.
And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.
And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.
For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.
And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.
And it came to pass, as the angels were gone away from them into heaven, the shepherds said one to another, Let us now go even unto Bethlehem, and see this thing which is come to pass, which the Lord hath made known unto us.
And they came with haste, and found Mary, and Joseph, and the babe lying in a manger.
[And the shepherds heard her sing:]

Mary’s Lullaby by Wanda West Palmer
All mine in your loveliness baby, all mine.
All mine in your holiness baby divine.
Sing on herald angels in chorus sublime;
Sing on and adore, for tonight you are mine.

The wise men are coming to worship their King,
The shepherds are kneeling their homage to bring.
Out yonder the star over Judah will keep.
No harm will befall thee, then sleep baby sleep.

O let me enfold thee, my baby tonight,
While legions are singing in joyous delight.
A new star has risen to hail thee divine,
For you are a king, but tonight you are mine.

Away spectered future of sorrow and plight,
Away to the years that must follow tonight.
The pangs of Gethsemane, let them be dim,
The red drops on Calvary, not Lord, for Him!

O let me enfold thee, my baby tonight,
While legions are singing in joyous delight.
A new star has risen to hail thee divine,
For you are a king, but tonight you are mine.

All mine in your loveliness baby, all mine.
All mine in your holiness baby divine.
Sing on herald angels in chorus sublime;
Sing on and adore, for tonight you are mine.

I am grateful to have a loving Heavenly Father who would allow His beloved son Jesus Christ to come to earth. I know that His life, ministry, and death were foretold by Prophets of old and that Prophets continue to testify of the Living Christ today. I am grateful for the Atonment of Jesus Christ which allows an imperfect person like me to try again and again to be a better person. I am grateful to have the Gospel of Jesus Christ in my life, and I know it is true. I love the scriptures, and I know they testify of Christ. Like Mary, I pray that we will “[keep] these things and ponder them in [our] hearts.” (Luke 2:19) In the name of Jeus Christ, amen.