I am so glad that Je­sus
Was once a child like me:
He came to earth from glo­ry,
And died upon the tree;
His pardon fully, freely,
On me He did bestow,
His precious blood on Calv’ry
Has paid the debt I owe.

I am so glad that Je­sus
Loves little ones like me:
His loving eye is watching
O’er me so tenderly;
He knows my joy and sorrow,
He knows my every care;
And when I’m sad and lonely,
I’ll go to Him in prayer.

I am so glad that Je­sus
From sin was ever free;
His life so pure and holy,
Will be a guide to me;
I’ll follow where He leadeth,
Yes, follow all the way,
I know He’ll safely guide me
To realms of endless day.

I am so glad that Je­sus
Now lives and reigns on high,
And if I love and serve Him,
I’ll meet Him by and by;
I know that when my trials
On earth shall all be o’er,
He’ll take me home to glo­ry,
To dwell for­ev­er­more.