I’m just a little child,
But six years old today,
I don’t know very much,
But I have learned to pray.
And I have learned to trust
In Him who died for me;
He put my sins away
While hanging on the tree.
God says in His own Book
That if I do believe
In Jesus that I shall
Eternal life receive.
That I shall go to heaven,
That bright and happy place;
I’ll never be sick there,
I’ll see my Saviour’s face.
I’ll never sin up there
As I do often here;
I’ll never cry again,
Nor ever have a fear.
When Jesus lived down here,
He loved the children so,
He bade them come to Him
That round them He might throw.
His arms so kind and strong.
And on each little head,
He gently laid His hands,
And words of blessing said.
He’s just the same today,
So loves us just the same,
And when we trust in Him,
He keeps us from all shame.
To please Him is our song,
At lessons or at play,
He sees all that we do,
And hears all that we say.
I wish that every one
Would trust in Jesus, too,
He’d make them, O, so glad,
And give them life anew.
Souls that will turn to Him,
And trust His precious blood,
He’ll save and keep them, too,
For He is wise and good.
And when He comes again,
He’ll take us all away
To His fair home above,
Where it is always day.
ML 03/10/1918