The lamp that lights all darkness,
is drawn from sorrows vein
Angels tend its lonely wick
to see its glow remain
Its rays spark soft and gentle,
its red bears many scars
hang in the sky like ruby stones
amidst the twinkling stars
The Angel’s blessed scourges
are brought to feed the flame
tortures, sorrows, death and woes
wash us in holy rain
The lamp can e’er be followed
bright and most profound
always lighting higher paths
which lead to holy ground
13 Then people brought little children to Jesus for him to place his hands on them and pray for them. But the disciples rebuked them.
14 Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” 15 When he had placed his hands on them, he went on from there.
I bring to you today what has to have been one of the first hymns I learned at Sunday School.
A simple prayerful hymn with an invitation for children even adults who don’t know Christ as their Saviour to come to him.
GENTLE Jesus, meek and mild,
Look upon a little child,
Pity my simplicity,
Suffer me to come to thee.
2 Fain I would to thee be brought,
Gracious Lord, forbid it not;
In the Kingdom of thy grace
Give a little child a place.
3 Loving Jesus, gentle Lamb,
In thy gracious hands I am;
Make me, Saviour, what thou art,
Live thyself within my heart.
4 Lamb of God, I look to thee,
Thou shalt my example be;
Thou art gentle, meek and mild;
Thou wast once a little child.
5 Now I would be as thou art;
Give me an obedient heart;
Thou art pitiful and kind,
Let me have thy loving mind.
6 I shall then show forth thy praise,
Serve thee all my happy days;
Then the world shall always see
Christ, the holy child, in me.
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