"Come ye all and learn of me";
He was gentle, lowly, meek,--
So should all his followers be.

When our Saviour from above,
From his Father did descend,
He took them in his arms of love,
And children knew him for their friend.

All little children Jesus blessed,--
Blessed in innocence they are;
Little children he caressed;
Praise him in your infant prayer.


HYMN.

Praise to God! O let us raise
From our hearts a song of praise!
Of that goodness let us sing
Whence our lives and blessings spring.

Praise to him who made the light,
Praise to him who gave us sight,
Praise to him who formed the ear;
Will he not his children hear?

Praise him for our happy hours,
Praise him for our varied powers,
For these thoughts that rise above,