O! come to Jesus, little child,
For He has said you may;
And you shall dwell in heaven above,
Through God’s eternal day.
Though you have sins of crimson glow, Yet Jesus died for thee:
His blood will wash you “white as snow,”
And He says, “Come to Me.”
Then come to Jesus, little child;
Yes, come without a doubt;
For He has promised to receive,
And in no wise cast out.
O! He is loving, good and kind,
He’ll be a friend to thee;
And soon will come to take thee home. His glory there to see.
ML 08/02/1931