Children Sing

lyricist: Fanny Crosby, 1868
Composer: Howard Doane

Children sing

glad­ly sing

Hallelujahs to our king;

Lord of all

great and small

At His feet with rap­ture fall;

Children sing

He is near

Bending still His gra­cious ear;

Trust in Him

O re­joice!

Praise the Lord with heart and voice.

Then sing

glad­ly sing.

Sing

glad­ly sing.

Till the heav’n­ly arch­es ring

Till you hear the saints ab­ove

Praising God

for He is love.

Journey on hand in hand

Singing to the pro­mised land

There is rest

there is rest

In the king­dom of the blest;

Children sing

glad­ly sing

Till the heav’n­ly arch­es ring

Till you hear saints ab­ove

Praising God

for He is love.

Children sing

when the light

Wakes the ro­sy morn­ing bright

When the birds’ tune­ful lay

Hails with joy the op’n­ing day

Praise the Lord

He has made

Verdant lawn and for­est shade.

Children sing

glad­ly sing

Hallelujahs to our king.

Children sing! who can tell

If the song you love so well

May not reach one whose heart

Longs to choose the bet­ter part?

Stealing soft

like the sigh

Of a ze­phyr pass­ing by

Children sing

ev­er sing

Loudest praise to God our king.

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