One, who well knoweth the evils befalling us,
One whose dear mercies are great and free,
Now to his service is lovingly calling us,
"Suffer the children to come to me."
Come, tho' the broad, downward pathway just entering,
Little feet running so swiftly astray;
Come, wehre love, power and wisdom are centering,
Come to the Life and the Truth and the Way.

Come, he is calling us, lovingly calling us,
Come, for his mercies are great and free.
Come, for the Savior is calling us, calling us,
"Suffer the children to come to me."

He who was cradled in manger of Bethlehem,
Knowing what trials the young may bear,
Now in his accents of tenderness saith to them,
"Cast on the Father all of your care."
So let us walk in the footprints he made for us,
Follow our Leader, and ne'er go astray,
Trusting his love will be ever sure aid for us,
Who is the Life and the Truth and the Way.

Come, he is calling us, lovingly calling us,
Come, for his mercies are great and free.
Come, for the Savior is calling us, calling us,
"Suffer the children to come to me."