1 Sing to the Lord the children’s hymn,
His gentle love declare,
Who bends amid the seraphim
To hear the children’s prayer.
2 He at a mother’s breast was fed,
Though God’s own Son was he;
He learnt the first small words he said
At a meek mother’s knee. A-men.
3 He held us to his mighty breast,
The children of the earth;
He lifted up his hands and blessed
The babes of human birth.
4 Lo! from the stars his face will turn
On us with glances mild;
The angels of His presence yearn
To bless the little child.
5 Keep us, O Jesus Lord, for thee,
That so by thy dear grace
We, children of the font, may see
Our heavenly Father’s face.
|Instances (1 - 1 of 1)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|The Cyber Hymnal #6077||Sing to the Lord the Children's Hymn||Sing to the Lord the children's hymn||ST. HUGH (English)||Robert S. Hawker||CM||<cite>Reeds Shaken with the Wind</cite>, 1843|