Your Little Ones, Dear Lord  

Your little ones, dear Lord, are we,
And come your lowly bed to see;
Enlighten every soul and mind,
That we the way to your may find. 

With songs we hasten you to greet
And kiss the ground before your feet.
Oh, blessed hour, Oh, sweetest night
That gave you birth, our soul’s delight.

Oh, draw us wholly to you, Lord,
And to us all your grace accord;
True faith and love to us impart,
That we may hold you in our heart.

                       Hans A. Brorson