In the Days of Early Childhood

In the days of early child­hood

While my heart yet knew no care

Jesus came and soft­ly whis­pered

Shun the temp­ter’s fa­tal snare.

Then I said

O gen­tle Sav­ior

Ere I am by sin be­set

I will sure­ly heed Thy warn­ing

Tho’ I am not rea­dy yet.

He is wait­ing

hop­ing

plan­ning

In his wild sa­tan­ic glee

To de­stroy thy soul for­ev­er

But I’ll save thee—come to Me.

On in sin I blind­ly wan­dered

By the temp­ter’s voice be­guiled

Never paus­ing to con­sid­er

That my soul was sin de­filed.

On the brink of death’s dark riv­er

I must wait in deep des­pair

Heaven’s por­tals closed against me

None that’s sin­ful en­ter there.