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Jesus Loves the Children
In the lands beyond the sea Countless million children be Who have never heard the gospel story told: Little ones for whom the Christ Died and bo't them with a price, Waiting to be gathered in the Savior's fold.
Jesus loves the little children, All the children are His care; Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight; Jesus loves the little children ev'ry-where.
Ev'ry-where we hear their cry, "Come and save us or we die:" Who will haste to these the blessed news to tell? They are precious to the King; Let us go these lambs to bring To the gracious arms of Him we love so well.
Jesus loves the little children, All the children are His care; Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight; Jesus loves the little children ev'ry-where.
From the east and from the west See them thronging to be blest, Precious jewels to adorn His diadem. If we thus obey the Lord We shall reap a sure reward When he comes again to gather us and them.
Jesus loves the little children, All the children are His care; Red and yellow, black and white, they are precious in his sight; Jesus loves the little children ev'ry-where.