O why should not the children sing
Their praise to Him who made us free,
Till all their songs and service blend,
With those beside the crystal sea.
Sing sweet hosannas!
Mingling love with loftiest praise;
Sing sweet hosannas,
Till in Heaven the song we raise.
Sing of His love and tender care,
That leads their young and wayward feet
In ways of right and paths of peace,
To living streams and pastures sweet.
Sing in a loud and joyful lay
Our blest Redeemer’s worthy praise,
And in their songs and triumphs share
The glories of His works and ways.