Hymn for the Infant School
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Title
Hymn for the Infant School
Description
Lately, we wander'd sadly where,
We knew not God, and yet his Name
We sometimes thought there was a Power
But now we know, the Bible tells
We know of Jesus too, whose love
And well we know that babes distrest,
None watch'd our way, or mark'd our lot;
Yet God beheld us, and His careShielded the child that knew him not.
We knew not God, and yet his Name
Too often on our lips was found;
He spar'd us - yes, the very sameThat wheels those golden worlds around!
We sometimes thought there was a Power
Made the green herbs and flow'rets grow;
Bade sunshine warm, and tempests lour,And who but God could thunder so?
But now we know, the Bible tells
Of HIM who rolls the stars along;
Who in the cloud's pavilion dwells,Yet condescends to hear our song.
We know of Jesus too, whose love
For children, young and frail as we,
Brought him, the Lord of all above,Down to the manger and the tree.
And well we know that babes distrest,
And weary, find in Him a home;
Did He not take such to His breast;And say, "Forbid them not to come?"
Creator
Unattributed
Source
1:41, p. 164
Date
1827.12.21
Contributor
Poulson's American Daily Advertiser
Collection
Citation
Unattributed, “Hymn for the Infant School,” Periodical Poets, accessed September 19, 2024, https://periodicalpoets.com/items/show/101.
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