Little children, Jesus loves you,
He loves you—yes, indeed;
Why, He came from heaven on high
He came to meet your need.
Think! He laid aside His glory,
To come to earth below,
To save our souls front misery,
And everlasting woe.
Jesus died for you, dear children,
To put your sins away,
And fit you for His home in heaven
In everlasting day.
Yes, Jesus died on Calvary,
Upon that cross of shame,
That you might ever happy be—
O, blessed he His name!
O, come to Jesus, trust in Him,
He waits to meet you now;
His precious blood cleanses from sin,
And washes white as snow.