Text: | I Think, When I Read that Sweet Story |
Author: | Mrs. Jemima Luke |
Tune: | I THINK, WHEN I READ THAT SWEET STORY. |
1 I think, when I read that sweet story of old,
When Jesus was here among men,
How He called little children as lambs to His fold,
I should like to have been with them then.
2 I wish that His hand had been placed on my head,
That His arm had been thrown around me,
And that I might have seen His kind look when He said,
"Let the little ones come unto Me."
3 Yet still to His footstool in prayer I may go,
And ask for a share in His love;
And if I thus earnestly seek Him below,
I shall see Him and hear Him above.
4 In that beautiful place He has gone to prepare
For all who are washed and forgiven;
Full many dear children are gathering there,
"For of such is the kingdom of heaven."
5 But thousands and thousands who wander and fall,
Never heard of that heavenly home;
I wish they could know there is room for them all,
And that Jesus has bid them to come.
6 And oh, how I long for that glorious time,
The sweetest and brightest and best,
When the dear little children of every clime,
Shall crowd to His arms and be blest!
Amen.
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First Line: | I think, when I read that sweet story of old |
Title: | I Think, When I Read that Sweet Story |
Author: | Mrs. Jemima Luke (1853) |
Meter: | 11 8, 12 9. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1901 |
Topic: | Eternity |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | I THINK, WHEN I READ THAT SWEET STORY. |
Meter: | 11 8, 12 9. |