20a. The little penitent

1 Her dimpled hands were clasp'd in prayer,
Her blue eyes raised to heaven,
A holy light was on her brow,
She seem'd almost an angel now,
Yet pray'd to be forgiven.

2 She pray'd, that young and gentle child
We deem'd so free from sin,
And meekly sought a holy heart,
That she might act the Christian's part,
A purity within.

3 She pray'd, and tears like rain-drops fell,
Her bosom swell'd with grief:
Her childish sins she there confess'd.
Then laid her head on Jesus' breast,
And found a sweet relief.

Text Information
First Line: Her dimpled hands were clasp'd in prayer
Title: The little penitent
Language: English
Publication Date: 1855
Tune Information
Name: THE LITTLE PENITENT
Meter: C. M.
Key: F Major or modal



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