The Child grew, and waxed strong in spirit, filled with wisdom: and the grace of God was upon Him.@Luke 2:40

Te­na C. Cook & Tho­mas M. Bow­dish, in Joy, ed­it­ed by Tho­mas Bow­dish (Brock­way­ville, Penn­syl­van­ia, 1889).

Pur­due Tho­mas Bow­dish, 1889 (🔊 pdf nwc).

I am so glad that Jesus
Was once a child like me:
He came to earth from glory,
And died upon the tree;
His pardon fully, freely,
On me He did bestow,
His precious blood on Calv’ry
Has paid the debt I owe.

I am so glad that Jesus
Loves little ones like me:
His loving eye is watching
O’er me so tenderly;
He knows my joy and sorrow,
He knows my every care;
And when I’m sad and lonely,
I’ll go to Him in prayer.

I am so glad that Jesus
From sin was ever free;
His life so pure and holy,
Will be a guide to me;
I’ll follow where He leadeth,
Yes, follow all the way,
I know He’ll safely guide me
To realms of endless day.

I am so glad that Jesus
Now lives and reigns on high,
And if I love and serve Him,
I’ll meet Him by and by;
I know that when my trials
On earth shall all be o’er,
He’ll take me home to glory,
To dwell forevermore.