Divine touch with those blessed hands,
To those that grieved and sought her,
Blessed life through each of them,
Crafted through God’s own sweet hands.
Those that in pain, that sought you,
That little life,
That comes out, by God’s wish,
Through God’s own messenger,
Brought that little life out safely,
May your generations to come,
Be blessed by your noble deed,
Flutter on sweet angel,
Gentleness thy way.