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The Children's Prayer
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Bow Thine ear, Gentle Jesus; bow Thine ear
Graciously to hear my lisping,
May, O may to Thee be pleasing
What Thy child would ask and pray;
Hear, oh, hear my pray'r today.
Bless me now, Loving Jesus; bless me now!
Do anoint me with Thy pardon;
On life's pathway be my guardian;
More and more, oh, let me be
Joy and honor, Lord, to Thee.
Love Thou me, Heart so loving; love Thou me!
Grant that with sweet inclination
I love Thee without cessation
And childlike and gentle be;
Thereto give Thou strength to me.
Hold Thou me, Mighty Jesus; hold Thou me;
Thou canst see my imperfections,
All my weakness and defections
With Thy arm, both strong and mild;
Hold Thou me, Thy feeble child.
Comfort me, my Consoler; comfort me!
When at Thy feet I am bowing,
Silently my tears are flowing,
And my troubled heart in me
Thirsting longs for grace from Thee.
Heal Thou me In my illness; heal Thou me!
When in times of sore affliction
Send Thy love and pure affection
To my poor and wounded heart;
Heal Thou ev'ry painful smart.
Carry me, Faithful Shepherd; carry me,
As Thy lamb in Thy compassion,
In Thy Arms with Shepherd fashion.
In faith I on Thee rely:
Bear me to Thy home on high.
Graciously to hear my lisping,
May, O may to Thee be pleasing
What Thy child would ask and pray;
Hear, oh, hear my pray'r today.
Bless me now, Loving Jesus; bless me now!
Do anoint me with Thy pardon;
On life's pathway be my guardian;
More and more, oh, let me be
Joy and honor, Lord, to Thee.
Love Thou me, Heart so loving; love Thou me!
Grant that with sweet inclination
I love Thee without cessation
And childlike and gentle be;
Thereto give Thou strength to me.
Hold Thou me, Mighty Jesus; hold Thou me;
Thou canst see my imperfections,
All my weakness and defections
With Thy arm, both strong and mild;
Hold Thou me, Thy feeble child.
Comfort me, my Consoler; comfort me!
When at Thy feet I am bowing,
Silently my tears are flowing,
And my troubled heart in me
Thirsting longs for grace from Thee.
Heal Thou me In my illness; heal Thou me!
When in times of sore affliction
Send Thy love and pure affection
To my poor and wounded heart;
Heal Thou ev'ry painful smart.
Carry me, Faithful Shepherd; carry me,
As Thy lamb in Thy compassion,
In Thy Arms with Shepherd fashion.
In faith I on Thee rely:
Bear me to Thy home on high.
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