1 I have heard the sweetest story,
Of the dearest friend to me,
And His mother's name of Mary,
And His home in Galilee;
Oh, He loved the golden sunshine,
And the birds,--and so do I,--
And the trees and sparkling waters,
And the far-off blue, blue sky.
Jesus loved, Jesus loved, He loved,--and so do I;
Jesus loved, Jesus loved, He loved,--and so do I.
2 But the last is best,--now listen,
It's as sweet as sweet can be,--
Jesus loved the little children,
And He loves and blesses me.
Now I fold my hands and ask Him,
Oh, dear Savior, let me be
Like the little child named Jesus,
In His home in Galilee.
Jesus loves, Jesus loves, He loves and blesses me;
Jesus loves, Jesus loves, He loves and blesses me.
Source: Hymns of the Restoration #122