Suffer the Children to Come to Me

The sweet­est words I have ev­er read

Are the lov­ing words that the Sav­ior said:

Suffer the child­ren to come to Me.

Who’d have ev­er thought of this but He?

Suffer the child­ren to come to Me

Suffer the child­ren to come to Me;

I am as glad as glad can be

Those ve­ry words were meant for me.

Oh

how He part­ed the throng that pressed

And so ten­der­ly ev­ery child ca­ressed!

This is the glad­ness of all my song

That to this dear Sav­ior I be­long.

I won­der what I should ev­er do

If the Sav­ior had on­ly called a few

Taking the old

and the wise and great;

Oh

I am so glad I need not wait.