1. It shouldn’t be hard to sit very still, And think about Jesus, his cross on the hill; And all that he suffered and did for me; It shouldn’t be hard to sit quietly.
It shouldn’t be hard, even though I am small, To think always of Jesus not hard at all.
2. When I think of the miles he walked in the dust, And the children he helped to love and to trust: It shouldn’t be hard to sit tall in my seat, To listen politely, to quiet my feet.
It shouldn’t be hard, even though I am small, To think always of Jesus not hard at all.