Jesus left His home above,
Full of mercy, grace, and love,
Came a Saviour-God to be,
For the little ones like me,
He was once a little child,
Pure and holy, meek and mild,
And I know that He will be
Kind to little ones like me.
Weary heads were laid to rest
On His loving, tender breast;
Just to show that there will be
Room for little ones like me.
Jesus, I on Thee believe,
To my heart Thy love receive;
Cleaving ever close to Thee,
Keep a little one like me.
ML-09/08/1935