Robert Wadsworth Lowry

(1826 - 1899 / USA)

Lead Them to Thee


Lead them, my God, to Thee,
Lead them to Thee,
These children dear of mine,
Thou gavest me.
O, by Thy love divine,

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Lead them, my God, to Thee,
Lead them, lead them,
Lead them to Thee.

When earth looks bright and fair,
Festive and gay,
Let no delusive snare,
Lure them away;
But from temptation’s power,

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E’en for such little ones,
Christ came a child,
And through this world of sin,
Movèd undefiled;
O, for His sake, I pray,

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Yea, though my faith be dim,
I would believe
That Thou this precious gift,
Wilt now receive;
O, take their young hearts now;

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Submitted: Thursday, January 01, 2004

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