I love to hear the sto­ry which an­gel voic­es tell,
How once the King of glo­ry came down on earth to dwell.
I am both weak and sin­ful; but this I sure­ly know,
The Lord came down to save me, be­cause He loved me so.

I’m glad my bless­èd Sav­ior was once a child like me,
To show how pure and ho­ly His lit­tle ones might be;
And, if I try to foll­ow His foot­steps here be­low,
He ne­ver will for­get me, be­cause He loves me so.

To sing His love and mer­cy my sweet­est songs I’ll raise;
And, though I can­not see Him, I know he hears my praise;
For He has kind­ly pro­mised that ev­en I may go
To sing among His an­gels, be­cause He loves me so.