The Children Sing, no. 8
When Many to the Savior’s Feet

1. When many to the Savior’s feet Their little children brought, And from his holy heart and lips A Savior’s blessing sought; To some who with mistaken zeal, The mother’s prayers forbade, “Let little children come to me,” The blessed Savior said.

2. “Forbid them not and never chide Their wish to see my face, For little children such as these My Father’s kingdom grace.” Then gathered in his loving arms, And folded to his breast, He poured a blessing all divine On ev’ry little guest.

3. Dear children, Jesus is the same, Though now enthroned above, He waits to bless you as of old With his forgiving love. He sees with joy each weak attempt His favor to obtain, And those who early seek his face, Shall never seek in vain.