The Children's Hosanna

1 I dreamed one night, not long ago,
Of mansions in the skies,
Where those who love the Lord obtain
A rich and glorious prize;
I saw among the happy throng
The children bright and fair;
I heard their voices clear and sweet
With music fill the air.

Refrain:
Hosanna! Hosanna!
Our songs of love we bring! (we bring!)
Hosanna! Hosanna!
To Christ, the children's King;
Hosanna! Hosanna!
Our songs of love we bring, (we bring,)
Hosanna! Hosanna!
to Christ, the children's King.

2 And, as I mused, I heard a voice,
In sweeter tones than all,
Directing Christian workers here,
In words I now recall:
"Forbid them not," He gently said,
"The children bring to Me;
Their portion in the World of Light
Redeemed shall ever be." [Refrain]

3 And when from slumber I arose,
To serve my Lord and King,
I felt that I the little lambs
To Christ in love might bring;
And then I cried for daily grace
Their precious souls to cheer,
Till they could sing, like yonder choir,
Hosanna! bright and clear. [Refrain]


Source: The New Praiseworthy: for the Church and Sunday School #184

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