O may the days of childhood

1 Oh, may the days of childhood
Be ever free from care.
Like songsters in the wildwood,
Sing praises everywhere.
Let children sing the glory
Of God, the heav’nly King,
And tell the same "old story"
Of Christ’s own offering.

2 Let children feel they’re wanted
To labor, love and pray,
To fight the foe undaunted
In childhood’s early day.
Each child, whate’er his station,
Can take an active part
To save a heathen nation,
To purify their heart.

3 Then children send the "story"
Across the mighty sea,
’Twill gain a crown of glory
For all eternity.
Then let the days of childhood
Be ever free from care,
Like songsters in the wildwood,
Sing praises everywhere.

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #8777

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