The Cyber Hymnal ‎#16385

16385. Papa, Come This Way

1 A lit­tle child­ish voice is stilled,
Two gen­tle lit­tle hands are crossed;
Two lit­tle eyes for­ev­er closed,
The sound of pat­ter­ing feet is lost
A lit­tle form from out our home
Was borne by lov­ing hands away;
But still I seem to hear a voice:
Within my heart, it says each day,

Refrain:
"Papa, come this way,
Papa, come this way";
A lit­tle voice calls from that shore,
"Papa, come this way."

2 I’m sure my dar­ling is at rest,
Within the ten­der Shepherd’s fold;
He took her from this sin­ful world,
He shields her from its blast and cold;
But how I miss the lov­ing kiss,
And oh! my long­ing heart is sore;
Then comes that lit­tle plead­ing voice,
It gent­ly whis­pers o’er and o’er, [Refrain]

3 Where’er I go, that voice I hear
As tho’ my dar­ling could not rest,
Until I give my heart to Him
Who died to save and make me blest.
And so it ech­oes in my heart,
And thro’ the cham­bers of my soul;
I’ll not re­sist that plead­ing voice,
I’ll go to Jesus and be whole. [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: A lit­tle child­ish voice is stilled
• Title: Papa, Come This Way
• Author: Mary Elizabeth Bliss Willson (1887)
• Refrain First Line: Papa, come this way,
• Language: English
• Source: Triumphant Songs No. 1 by Edwin O. Excell and Sam P. Jones (Toronto: William Briggs, 1887)
• Copyright: Public Domain

Tune Information

• Name: [A lit­tle child­ish voice is stilled]
• Composer: Mary Willson
• Arranger: Alfred Bierly
• Key: E♭ Major
• Copyright: Public Domain