Jesus, who calledst little ones to Thee

1.

Jesus, who calledst little ones to Thee

To Thee I come

O take my hand in Thine and speak to me

And lead me home

Lest from the path of life my feet should stray

And satan prowling make thy lamb his prey

2.

I love to think that Thou with holy feet

My path hast trod

Along life’s common lanes and dusty street

Hast walk’d with God

On Mary’s bosom drawn a baby’s breath

And serv’d Thy parents dear at Nazareth

3.

O gentle Jesus, make this heart of mine

So full of sin

As holy, harmless, undefiled, as Thine

And dwell therein

Then God my Father, I like Thee shall know

And grow in wisdom as in strength I grow

4.

To thee, my savior, then with morning light

Glad songs I’ll raise

My saddest hours and darkest shall be bright

With silent praise

And should my work or play my thoughts employ

Thy will shall be my law, Thy love my joy