"Pandora"
Every night at midnight comes a little knock
A little rasping at the door
It's Pandora knocking on her box
The box she's had for years before
When I knock this box will open
He thinks without a fear
And when it opens he comes inside
And warms his hands and ears
Just shelter is a little hope
Enough to carry you
Your hope is waiting in the straw
A love forever true
And when you come home tired and worn
Your little box is waiting
May it be a comfort to you in dark
And may its doors swing open
Though dark and cold beat all about
Oh may you have a home
May Pandora have something all her own
And may it never go
In Jesus' Name,
Amen