| 1126 |
We meet again with hearts aflame,
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| 1127 |
Joy-bells ringing, children singing,
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| 1128 |
Go thou in life's fair morning,
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| 1129 |
Jesus wants me for a sunbeam,
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| 1130 |
There's a Friend for little children,
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| 1131 |
Tell me the Old, Old Story,
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| 1132 |
Little children may be heralds of the great salvation,
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| 1133 |
Never lose the golden rule, keep it still in view,
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| 1134 |
There is a green hill far away,
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| 1135 |
How can we forget Him, our blessed Redeemer ,
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| 1136 |
I think when I read that sweet story of old,
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| 1137 |
Far above in highest heaven,
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| 1138 |
Jesus bids us shine with a clear, pure light,
|
| 1139 |
We are but little children weak,
|
| 1140 |
When He cometh, when He cometh,
|
| 1141 |
Come with happy faces,
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| 1142 |
Of Him who left His home above,
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| 1143 |
God make my life a little light,
|
| 1144 |
I love to think, though I am young,
|
| 1145 |
The morning bright with rosy light,
|
| 1146 |
The wise may bring their learning,
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| 1147 |
In many a little village, in many a city great,
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| 1148 |
Hushed was the evening hymn
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| 1149 |
Gentle Jesus, meek and mild,
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| 1150 |
Great God, and wilt Thou condescend ,
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