| Text: | I think, when I read that sweet story of old |
| Author: | Mrs. J. Luke, 1813-1906 |
| Tune: | HUDDLESTON |
| Composer: | Arthur Berridge |
1 I think, when I read that sweet story of old,
When Jesus was here among men,
How He called little children as lambs to His fold,
I should like to have been with Him then;
I wish that His hands had been placed on my head,
That His arm had been thrown around me,
And that I might have seen His kind look when He said
Let the little ones come unto Me!
2 Yet still to His footstool in prayer I may go,
And ask for a share in His love;
And if I now earnestly seek Him below,
I shall see Him and hear Him above,
In that beautiful place He is gone to prepare
For all who are washed and forgiven;
And many dear children are gathering there,
For of such is the kingdom of heaven.
3 But thousands and thousands who wander and fall
Never heard of that heavenly home;
I should like them to know there is room for them all,
And that Jesus has bid them to come.
I long for the joy of that glorious time,
The sweetest, and brightest, and best,
When the dear little children of every clime
Shall crowd to His arms and be blessed.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | I think, when I read that sweet story of old |
| Author: | Mrs. J. Luke, 1813-1906 |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1917 |
| Topic: | Children: Blessed by Christ; For the Young |
| Tune Information | |
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| Name: | HUDDLESTON |
| Composer: | Arthur Berridge |
| Meter: | P.M. |
| Key: | G Major or modal |