Suffer the little children to come unto Me. Mark 10:14
Our God of love, who reigns above,
Comes down to us below;
’Tis sweet to tell He loves so well,
And ’tis enough to know.
So deep, so high—like air and sky,
Beyond us, yet around;
He whom our mind can never find
Can in our heart be found.
Lord God, so far, past sun and star,
Yet close to all our ways!
In love so near, be pleased to hear
Thy little children’s praise.
O may that sign that we are Thine—
Our Father, Savior, friend—
Which sealed our brow, be on us now,
And with us to the end.
Through all our way, and every day
Believed, beloved, adored;
Be this our grace, to see Thy face
In Jesus Christ our Lord.