441 | The Hymnal#442a | 442b |
Text: | I think when I read that sweet story of old |
Author: | Jemima Luke |
Tune: | EAST HORNDON |
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 hands had been placed on my head,
That His arms 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 know that I share in His love;
And if I now earnestly serve Him below,
I shall see Him and hear Him above.
4 I long for the joy of that glorious time,
The sweetest and brightest and best,
When the dear little children of every clime
All shall crowd to His arms and be blest.
Amen.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | I think when I read that sweet story of old |
Author: | Jemima Luke (1841) |
Meter: | Irregular |
Publication Date: | 1950 |
Topic: | Children, Christ's Love for; Children's Hymns; Christ: Love of |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | EAST HORNDON |
Meter: | Irregular |
Key: | G Major |
Copyright: | Tune from "Songs of Praise." Used by permission of the Oxford University Press. |