Little children, come to Je­sus;
Hear Him saying, Come to Me;
Blessèd Je­sus, who to save us
Shed His blood on Cal­va­ry.
Little souls were made to serve Him,
All His holy law fulfill;
Little hearts were made to love Him,
Little hands to do His will.

Little eyes to read the Bi­ble
Given from the heav’ns above;
Little ears to hear the story
Of the Sav­ior’s wondrous love;
Little tongues to sing His praises,
Little feet to walk His ways,
Little bodies to be temples
Where the Ho­ly Spi­rit stays.

There are little crowns in Hea­ven,
There are little harps of gold;
There are little shining dresses,
There are gems and joys untold.
Jesus gave His blood to buy them;
He has bought enough for all;
Little children, come to Je­sus—
He has love for great and small.