LORD, work amongst dear children
In quickening, living power;
Bestow upon the children
Life’s everlasting dower;
O let our precious children
In early ages know,
That e’en to little children
Thy precious grace can flow.
Thou, Lord, hast many children,
Within thy family;
Thou lovest little children,
Who early come to thee;
Thou once didst suffer children
To feel thy loved embrace;
Nov let dear little children
Be saved by precious grace.
Then round thyself the children
Shall throng, and lisp thy name;
And e’en dear little children
Thy praises shall proclaim.
Oh sweet to see the children,
Live, precious Lord, before thee,
Till round thyself the children
Sing, “glory, glory, glory!”
A. M.