Mark 10:13-16
Let little children come to Me,
From palace, mansion or from cot;
The young I always love to see:
Then let them come—forbid them not.
I fain would fold them in My arms,
Bestow on them a blissful lot,
And shelter them from all alarms:
Then let them come—forbid them not.
My blood, which was on Calv’ry shed,
Can cleanse from every sinful spot;
And still, as when on earth I said—
Let children come—forbid them not.
Their artless steps I love to lead
From each unsafe, unholy spot;
On heav’nly food their souls to feed:
Then let them come—forbid them not.
When saints I summon to the air,
Not one of them will be forgot;
And hosts of children will be there:
Then let them come—forbid them not.
ML-12/22/1935