That Sweet Story of Old

1.          I think when I read that sweet story of old,
                   When Jesus was here among men,
        How he called little children like lambs to his fold;
     I should like to have been with him then.
2. I wish that his hands had been placed on my head,
That his arms had been thrown around me,
That I might have seen his kind look when he said,
“Let the little ones come unto me