The Voice of Praise ‎#868

868. Thy life I read, my gracious Lord

1 Thy life I read, my gracious Lord,
With transport all divine;
Thine image trace in every word,
Thy love in every line.

2 Methinks I see a thousand charms
Spread o'er thy lovely face,
While infants in thy tender arms
Receive the smiling grace.

3 I take these little lambs, said he,
And lay them in my breast;
Protection they shall find in me,
In me be ever blest.

4 Death may the bands of life unloose,
But can't dissolve my love;
Millions of infant souls compose
The family above.

5 His words the happy parents hear,
And shout, with joys divine,
O Saviour, all we have and are
Shall be for ever thine.

Text Information

• First Line: Thy life I read, my gracious Lord
• Author: Stennett
• Meter: C. M.
• Publication Date: 1873
• Topic: Life and Death; Death of Children

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