COME To Jesus, little children,
He will never say you nay,
Those who come to Him for blessing
He will never turn away.
He is waiting to receive you,
He is calling you to come—
For He loves you, little children,
Longs to have you in His home.
COME To JESUS, little children,
For His heart is full of love,
‘Twas for you He left the brightness
Of His glorious home above.
‘Twas for you He lived and suffered,
Bore the Cross with all its pain;
‘Twas for you His life was given,
And for you He rose again.
COME To JESUS, little children,
He is up in heaven now,
Seated on the throne of glory,
With a crown upon His brow.
But His heart is just as loving,
Just as full of tenderness,
As of old when Jewish mothers
Brought their babes for Him to bless.
Come To JESUS, little children,
He is calling you today.
Will you still refuse to hear Him?
Will you foolishly delay?
He is longing now to bless you
And to clasp you to His breast,
Will you come and taste His kindness?
Will you come to Him and rest?
ML 06/25/1933