Gentle Jesus, Meek and Mild

Gentle Je­sus

meek and mild

Look upon a lit­tle child;

Pity my sim­pli­ci­ty

Suffer me to come to Thee.

Fain I would to Thee be brought

Dearest God

for­bid it not;

Give me

dear­est God

a place

In the king­dom of Thy grace

Put Thy hands up­on my head

Let me in Thine arms be stayed;

Let me lean up­on Thy breast

Lull me

lull me

Lord to rest.

Hold me fast in Thy em­brace

Let me see Thy smil­ing face

Give me

Lord

Thy bless­ing give

Pray for me

and I shall live.

I shall live the sim­ple life

Free from sin’s un­ea­sy strife

Sweetly ig­no­rant of ill

Innocent

and hap­py still.

O that I may nev­er know

What the wick­ed peo­ple do;

Sin is con­tra­ry to Thee

Sin is the for­bid­den tree.

Keep me from the great of­fense

Guard my help­less in­no­cence;

Hide me

from all ev­il hide

Self

and stub­born­ness

and pride.

Lamb of God

I look to Thee;

Thou shalt my ex­am­ple be;

Thou art gen­tle

meek

and mild;

Thou wast once a lit­tle child.

Fain I would be as Thou art;

Give me Thine obe­di­ent heart;

Thou art pi­ti­ful and kind

Let me have Thy lov­ing mind.

Meek and low­ly may I be

Thou art all hu­mil­ity;

Let me to my bet­ters bow

Subject to Thy par­ents Thou.

Let me above all ful­fill

God my heav­en­ly Fa­ther’s will

Never His good Spir­it grieve

Only to His glo­ry live.

Thou didst live to God alone;

Thou didst nev­er seek Thine own;

Thou Thy­self didst nev­er please:

God was all Thy hap­pi­ness.

Loving Je­sus

gen­tle Lamb

In Thy gra­cious hands I am;

Make me

Sav­ior

what Thou art

Live Thy­self with­in my heart.

I shall then show forth Thy praise

Serve Thee all my hap­py days;

Then the world shall al­ways see

Christ

the ho­ly Child

in me.