1 Why wilt thou stay away from me,
Child of my love, child of my love?
Why will ye heavy-laden be,
Child of my tend’rest care?
Strong in my arm, lean hard on me,
Child of my love, child of my love;
I would thy burden-bearer be,
Child of my tend’rest care.
Saviour, dear Saviour, I have heard thee calling,
“Ye heavy laden ones by sin oppressed,”
Like music sweet upon my ear ‘tis falling,
“Come unto me and I will give you rest,”
Will give you rest.
2 Why to this cold world wilt thou cling,
Child of my love, child of my love?
Nothing of comfort can it bring,
Child of my tend’rest care;
Many long years for thee I’ve sought,
Child of my love, child of my love,
Pardon for thee my life-blood bought,
Child of my tend’rest care.
Saviour, dear Saviour, I have heard thee pleading,
Thy voice has followed as afar I’ve roamed;
Love now has conquered and my heart is yielding
Take me, O loving Lord, and lead me home,
And lead me home.
Source: The Old Story in Song Number Two #46