Lord, a Little Band and Lowly

Lord

a lit­tle band and low­ly

We are come to wor­ship Thee:

Thou art great and high and ho­ly

Meek and hum­ble let us be.

Fill our hearts with thoughts of Je­sus

And of Heav’n where He is gone;

And let no­thing ev­er please us

He would grieve to look up­on.

For we know the Lord of glo­ry

Always sees what child­ren do

And is writ­ing now the sto­ry

Of our thoughts

and act­ions

too.

Let our sins be all for­giv­en;

Make us fear what­e’er is wrong;

Let us on our way to Heav­en

There to sing a nob­ler song.