I wish someone had given Jesus a dog     As loyal and loving as mine
To sleep by his manger and gaze in His eyes
    And adore Him for being divine.

As our Lord grew to manhood His faithful dog
    Would have followed Him all through the day
While He preached to the crowds and made the sick well
    And knelt in the garden to pray.

It is sad to remember that Christ went away
    To face death alone and apart
With no tender dog following close behind
    To comfort it’s Master’s heart.

And when Jesus rose on that Easter morn
    How happy He would have been
As His dog kissed His hands and barked its delight
    For the One who died for all men.

Well, the Lord has a new dog now, I just sent Him mine
    The old pal so dear to me
And I smile through my tears on this first day alone
    Knowing they’re in eternity.

Day after day, the whole day through
    Wherever my road inclined
Four feet said, “I am coming with you!”       And trotted along behind

         Rudyard Kipling