Sing to the Lord the children’s hymn
His gentle love declare
Who bends amid the seraphim
To hear the children’s prayer.
He at a mother’s breast was fed
Though God’s own Son was He;
He learnt the first small words He said
At a meek mother’s knee.
He held us to His mighty breast
The children of the earth;
He lifted up His hands and blessed
The babes of human birth.
Lo! from the stars His face will turn
On us with glances mild;
The angels of His presence yearn
To bless the little child.
Keep us
O Jesus Lord
for Thee
That so by Thy dear grace
We
children of the font
may see
Our heav’nly Father’s face.
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