As forth we go to labor, Lord,
Among the children dear,
We ask rich harvest from the word
Their little ears shall hear;
And that their little hearts may yield,
While drinking in the tale
Of Jesus Christ, their only Shield.
Whose love can never fail.
“Incline your ear, and come unto Me; hear, and your soul shall live.” Isa. 55:3.
ML 08/20/1922