The Little Seraph ‎#126

126. The Sweet Story

1 I think, when I read that sweet story of old,
When Jesus was here among men,
How we called little children as lambs to his fold,
I should like to have been with them then.

2 I wish that his hands had been placed on my head,
That his arms had been thrown around me,
And that I might have seen his kind look, when he said,
"Let the little ones come unto me."

3 Yet still to his footstool in prayer I may go,
And ask for a share in his love;
And if I thus earnestly seek him below,
I shall seek him and hear him above--

4 In that beautiful place he has gone to prepare
For all who are washed and forgiv'n;
And many dear children are gathering there,
"For of such is the kingdom of heav'n."

4 I long for the joys of that glorious time,
The sweetest, and brightest, and best,
When the dear little children of every clime,
Shall crowd to his arms and be blest.

Text Information

• First Line: I think, when I read that sweet story of old
• Title: The Sweet Story
• Publication Date: 1874

Tune Information

• Name: [I think, when I read that sweet story of old]
• Key: F Major or modal