CHILDREN once to Israel’s King
Did their loud hosannas sing:
We can raise a sweeter strain
To the Lamb that once was slain.
Thou, who now art crown’d above,
Once didst die for us in love;
Lamest from Thy home on high,
On the cross for us to die.
Life eternal Thou dost give,
‘Tis in Thee we move and live;
Thou dost hold us with Thy hand,
While we tread this desert land.
What a day of joy ‘twill be,
When we all Thy face shall see;
When Thine image we shall bear,
And Thy home and glories share.
Till that day, O Shepherd, keep
Safely all Thy lambs and sheep;
Guard and guide us night and day,
Keep us in the narrow way.
T.