Little ones, with cheeks like roses,
Eyes so sparkling bright,
Little lips with smiles so ready,
Shining as the light.
In these early days of childhood,
In these budding years,
In these hours, some bright with sunshine,
Others dimmed by tears,
Little ones, these words are written
In God’s book for you;
They are words of One who loves you,
Won’t you love Him too?
Little children did He welcome
To His arms of love;
“Let them come to Me,” said Jesus,
Now, and then above.
Still He calls the little children,
Still He seeks to save,
Still He loves, and still He’s waiting,
You He wants to have.
What a Saviour! O, receive Him!
Make Him now your choice,
Early seek, and you shall find Him,
Now obey His voice.
ML 04/25/1937