1 Thy life I read, my gracious Lord,
With transport all divine;
Thine image trace in every word,
Thy love in every line.
2 Methinks I see a thousand charms
Spread o'er thy lovely face,
While infants in thy tender arms
Receive the smiling grace.
3 I take these little lambs, said he,
And lay them in my breast;
Protection they shall find in me,
In me be ever blest.
4 Death may the bands of life unloose,
But can't dissolve my love;
Millions of infant souls compose
The family above.
5 His words the happy parents hear,
And shout, with joys divine,
O Saviour, all we have and are
Shall be for ever thine.
Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #868
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|The Cyber Hymnal #6729||Thy Life I Read||Thy life I read, my dearest Lord||BLESSED INFANCY||Samuel Stennett||86.866||<cite>Selection of Hymns</cite>, by John Rippon, 1787|