A Selection of Hymns ‎#DLVI

DLVI. Children dying in their infancy, in the arms of Jesus

1 Thy life I read, my dearest Lord,
With transport all divine;
Thine image trace in every word,
Thy love in every line.

2 Methinks I see a thousand charms
Spread o'er thy lovely face,
While infants in thy tender arms
Receive the smiling grace.

3 "I take thees lambs," said he,
"And lay them in my breast;
"Protection they shall find in me,
"In me be ever blest.

4 "Death may the bands of life unloose,
"But can't dissolve my love:
"Millions of infant-souls compose
"The family above.

5 "Their feeble frames my pow'r shall raise,
"And mould with heavenly skill:
'I'll give them tongues to sing my praise,
"And hands to do my will."

6 His words the happy parents hear,
And shout with joys divine,
Dear Savior, all we have and are
Shall be for ever thine.

Text Information

• First Line: Thy life I read, my dearest Lord
• Title: Children dying in their infancy, in the arms of Jesus
• Author: Dr. S. Stennett
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1792
• Topic: Death; Funeral: Of an infant; Infants dying in the arms of Jesus

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