Little children, do you know,
Day by day as on you go,
God can hear whate’er you say
While at school, at work, or play?
Every action good or bad,
Every thought you’ve ever had;
All are written in His book,
Will your record bear His look?
For He knows, and sees, and hears,
His are opened eyes and ears;
In His book what shall it be,
Written there for Him to see?
Will good deeds then meet His eye?
Will your words the truth deny?
Has your walk been lowest ground?
Have your thoughts impure been found?
Since your heart is black within,
And by nature full of sin;
You are lost, but God can make,
Black hearts white for Jesus’ sake.
Jesus left His home on high,
Came to Calvary’s cross to die;
Shed His blood, at such a cost,
Came to seek and save the lost.
ML 09/23/1945