How oft­en I wish that when Je­sus was here—
When He min­gled with child­ren of men;
How glad­ly I’d ga­ther with those who were near,
While His bless­ing He gave un­to them.

Refrain

He blessed them then, He’ll bless me, too,
He’s liv­ing now in glo­ry, and He’ll bless me, too.

But when I re­mem­ber how home­less and sad
He wan­dered that wea­ry land o’er,
It leads me to sing­ing, re­joice and be glad,
He liv­eth above ev­er­more.

Refrain

I’ll try to be faith­ful and pa­tient and true,
And lov­ing­ly seek Him in pray­er;
He kind­ly will help me my du­ty to do,
Until His sweet home I shall share.

Refrain