1 I love to think, though I am young,
My Saviour was a child;
That Jesus walked this earth along,
With feet all undefiled.
2 He kept His Father's word of truth,
As I am taught to do;
And while He walked the paths of youth,
He walked in wisdom too.
3 I love to think that He who spake,
And made the blind to see,
And called the sleeping dead to wake,
Was once a child like me.
4 That He who wore the thorny crown,
And tasted death's despair,
Had a kind mother like my own,
And knew her love and care.
5 I know 'twas all for love of me
That He became a child,
And left the heavens, so fair to see,
And trod earth's pathway wild.
5 Then, Saviour, who wast once a child,
A child may come to Thee;
And oh! in all Thy mercy mild,
Dear Saviour, come to me.
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|Church Family Worship #194||I love to think, though I am young||I love to think, though I am young||CM||1988|