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Matius 19:13-15

• [Mat 19:14] Come Children, With Singing

  Come children, with singing, with sweet voices ringing, Come kneel to the Babe that in Bethlehem lies, While angels achoir, with pinions of fire, Are filling with music the listening skies. Repeat the dear story how, veiling His glory, The Hope of the Ages came down to the earth, Oh, worship Him lowly, the lofty and holy Our Star of the Morning shone out at His birth. See Mary enfold Him, while shepherds behold Him. And sages are bent at His beautiful feet. Come, haste to adore Him, and, bowing before Him, The Lord who redeems you in reverence greet. This wonderful Stranger, His couch is a manger, His cradle is made with the cattle in stall; Yet God of creation in blest incarnation, He stoops to our nature to ransom us all.

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• [Mat 19:14] Jesus Loves The Little Children

  Jesus calls the children dear, “Come to me and never fear, For I love the little children of the world; I will take you by the hand, Lead you to the better land, For I love the little children of the world.” Refrain Jesus loves the little children, All the children of the world. Red and yellow, black and white, All are precious in His sight, Jesus loves the little children of the world. [Alternate refrain: Jesus died for all the children, All the children of the world. Red and yellow, black and white, All are precious in His sight, Jesus died for all the children of the world.] Jesus is the Shepherd true, And He’ll always stand by you, For He loves the little children of the world; He’s a Savior great and strong, And He’ll shield you from the wrong, For He loves the little children of the world. Refrain I am coming, Lord, to Thee, And Your soldier I will be, For You love the little children of the world; And Your cross I’ll always bear, And for You I’ll do and dare, For You love the little children of the world. Refrain

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• [Mat 19:14] Lead Them To Thee

  Lead them, my God, to Thee, Lead them to Thee, These children dear of mine, Thou gavest me. O, by Thy love divine, Refrain Lead them, my God, to Thee, Lead them, lead them, Lead them to Thee. When earth looks bright and fair, Festive and gay, Let no delusive snare, Lure them away; But from temptation’s power, Refrain E’en for such little ones, Christ came a child, And through this world of sin, Movèd undefiled; O, for His sake, I pray, Refrain Yea, though my faith be dim, I would believe That Thou this precious gift, Wilt now receive; O, take their young hearts now; Refrain

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• [Mat 19:14] Let Little Children Come To Me

  “Let little children come to Me,” So says our blessèd Lord; And I, a little child, must be Obedient to His Word; On Sabbath days must sing His praise, And bow before Him, for He says, “Let little children come to Me, Let little children come.” “Let little children come to Me,” It is my Savior’s call; He spake it not to two or three, But to the children all; And so, when they His law obey, It is as if they heard Him say, “Let little children come to Me, Let little children come.” “Let little children come to Me,” O Father, Lord, I come; Through life and death I’ll go with Thee, Thine arms shall be my home. I cannot fear when Thou art near; And Thy sweet words I seem to hear, “Let little children come to Me, Let little children come.”

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• [Mat 19:14] O Jesus Christ, Our Lord Most Dear

  O Jesus Christ, our Lord most dear, As Thou wast once an Infant here So give this child of Thine, we pray, Thy grace and blessing day by day. Refrain O holy Jesus, Lord divine, We pray Thee guard this child of Thine. As in Thy heav’nly kingdom, Lord, Thy messengers obey Thy word, Send forth the succor of Thy might To shield this child both day and night. Refrain And all his life, let angels keep Him safe from harm, awake, asleep; May he not bear the cross in vain, But with Thy saints a crown attain. Refrain

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• [Mat 19:14] Tell Me The Stories Of Jesus

  Tell me the stories of Jesus I love to hear; Things I would ask Him to tell me if He were here; Scenes by the wayside, tales of the sea, Stories of Jesus, tell them to me. First let me hear how the children stood round His knee, And I shall fancy His blessing resting on me; Words full of kindness, deeds full of grace, All in the love light of Jesus’ face. Tell me, in accents of wonder, how rolled the sea, Tossing the boat in a tempest on Galilee; And how the Maker, ready and kind, Chided the billows, and hushed the wind. Into the city I’d follow the children’s band, Waving a branch of the palm tree high in my hand. One of His heralds, yes, I would sing Loudest hosannas, “Jesus is King!” Show me that scene in the garden, of bitter pain. Show me the cross where my Savior for me was slain. Sad ones or bright ones, so that they be Stories of Jesus, tell them to me.

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• [Mat 19:14] When Mothers Of Salem

  When mothers of Salem their children brought to Jesus, The stern disciples drove them back and bade them to depart: But Jesus saw them ere they fled and sweetly smiled and kindly said, “Suffer little children to come unto Me.” “For I will receive them and fold them to My bosom: I’ll be a shepherd to these lambs, O drive them not away; For if their hearts to Me they give, they shall with Me in glory live: Suffer little children to come unto Me.” How kind was our Savior to bid these children welcome! But there are many thousands who have never heard His Name; The Bible they have never read, they know not that the Savior said, “Suffer little children to come unto Me.” O soon may the heathen of every tribe and nation Fulfill Thy blessèd Word and cast their idols all away! O shine upon them from above and show Thyself a God of love, Teach the little children to come unto Thee!

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Lukas 18:15-16

• [Luk 18:16] Friend Of The Home

  Friend of the home: as when in Galilee The mothers brought their little ones to Thee, So we, dear Lord, would now the children bring, And seek for them the shelter of Thy wing. Thine are they, by Thy love’s eternal claim, Thine we baptize them in the threefold Name; Yet not the sign we trust, Lord, but the grace That in Thy fold prepared the lambs a place. Lord, may Thy Church, as with a mother’s care, For Thee the lambs within her bosom bear; And grant, as morning grows to noon, that they Still in her love and holy service stay. Draw through the child the parents nearer Thee, Endue their home with growing sanctity; And gather all, by earthly homes made one, In Heaven, O Christ, when earthly days are done.

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• [Luk 18:16] I Think, When I Read That Sweet Story

  I think, when I read that sweet story of old, When Jesus was here among men, How He called little children as lambs to His fold, I should like to have been with them then. 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.” Yet still to His foot stool in prayer I may go; And ask for a share in His love; And if I thus earnestly seek Him below, I shall see Him and hear Him above. But thousands and thousands who wander and fall, Never heard of that heavenly home; I wish they could know there is room for them all, And that Jesus has bid them to come. In that beautiful place He has gone to prepare For all who are washed and forgiven; And many dear children shall be with Him there, For “of such is the kingdom of heaven.” I long for the joy 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.

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• [Luk 18:16] It Fell Upon A Summer Day

  It fell upon a summer day, When Jesus walked in Galilee, The mothers from a village brought Their children to His knee. He took them in His arms, and laid His hands on each remembered head; “Suffer these little ones to come To Me,” He gently said. “Forbid them not. Unless ye bear The childlike heart your hearts within, Unto My kingdom ye may come, But may not enter in.” Master, I fain would enter there; O let me follow Thee and share Thy meek and lowly heart, and be Freed from all worldly care. Of innocence, and love, and trust, Of quiet work, and simple word, Of joy, and thoughtlessness of self, Build up my life, good Lord. All happy thoughts, and gentle ways, And lovingkindness daily given, And freedom through obedience gained, Make in my heart Thy heaven. O happy thus to live and move! And sweet this world, where I shall find God’s beauty everywhere, His love, His good in all mankind. O Father, grant this childlike heart, That I may come to Christ, and feel His hands on me in blessing laid, Love-giving, strong to heal.

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• [Luk 18:16] Oh, Come, Little Children

  Oh, come, little children, oh, come, one and all, To Bethlehem’s stable, in Bethlehem’s stall. And see with rejoicing this glorious sight, Our Father in heaven has sent us this night. Oh, see in the manger, in hallowèd light A star throws its beam on this holiest sight. In clean swaddling clothes lies the heavenly Child, More lovely than angels, this Baby so mild. Oh, there lies the Christ Child, on hay and on straw; The shepherds are kneeling before Him with awe. And Mary and Joseph smile on Him with love, While angels are singing sweet songs from above.

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• [Luk 18:16] Thy Little Ones, Dear Lord, Are We

  Thy little ones, dear Lord, are we, And come Thy lowly bed to see; Enlighten every soul and mind, That we the way to Thee may find. With songs we hasten Thee to greet, And kiss the dust before Thy feet; O blessèd hour, O sweetest night, That gave Thee birth, our soul’s delight. O draw us wholly to Thee, Lord, Do Thou to us Thy grace accord, True faith and love to us impart, That we may hold Thee in our heart. Until at last we too proclaim With all Thy saints, Thy glorious Name; In paradise our songs renew, And praise Thee as the angels do.

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