Naaman’s Slave Girl
Tiny little girlie in a foreign land
In a household strange – so much to understand.
Mother, father gone – so small alone to be!
Can this child be strong enough to be a test’mony?
Tiny little girlie – you were upright true.
Diligent in work. Child, I honour you.
Ready to be pointing – to your God above
Child, you led that household, to the realms above.