Thy Little Ones, Dear Lord, Are We
Text: Hans Adolph Brorson (1694-1764) translated by Harriet Reynolds Krauth Spaeth (1898)
Thy little ones, dear Lord, are we
And come Thy lowly bed to see;
Enlighten every soul and mind,
That we the way to Thee may find.
O draw us wholly to Thee, Lord,
Do Thou to us Thy grace accord,
True faith and love to us impart
That we may hold Thee in our heart.
Until at last we too proclaim
With all Thy saints Thy glorious name;
In paradise our songs renew,
And praise Thee as the angels do.