Come, little one, and I will tell you
Of a friend, if you will hear;
One that loves you more than mother,
Or your brother, sister dear.
‘Tis the One that made this wide world.
And the sun to shine by day;
Moon and starry heavens that lighten,
Weary travelers on their way.
One in Heaven with God His Father,
Once He came to dwell with men;
Came into this world of sorrow—
Born a babe in Bethlehem.
In that same hour there were shepherds
Watching o’er their flocks by night,
When an angel stood beside them,
Glory of the Lord shone bright.
When afraid, the angel told them
Of a Saviour born; and said
In swaddling clothes they’d find Him
Lying in a manger bed.
Then in early morn they sought Him,
Baby in a manger laid;
Found the little Heavenly Stranger
Even as the angel said.
As a child He grew in stature
Filled with grace and wisdom rare,
Once they found Him in the Temple
Talking with the doctors there.
Subject to His earthly parents,
Bless’d example, child, for thee;
Hast thou learned to know and love Him,
Heard His call, “Follow thou Me.”
‘Tis but little I can tell you
Of this Blessed Heavenly One;
How He came to seek and save you,
Bids the little ones to come.
Yes, the Blessed Holy Jesus,
He, the life, the truth, the way,
Opes His arms and bids thee welcome—
Come to Him without delay.
Coming, He will meet and bless thee,
Take thee in His arms of love;
And at last He’ll bring thee safely
To His Father’s house above.
ML 12/02/1917