JESUS, the children are calling, O, draw near! Fold the young lambs in Thy bosom, Shepherd dear! Slow are our footsteps and failing, Oft we fall; Jesus, the children are calling, Hear their call! Cold is our love, Lord, and narrow; Large is Thine, Faithful and strong and tender; So be mine! Gently, Lord, lead Thou our mothers,— Weary they; Bless all our sisters and brothers, Night and day. Fathers themselves are God's children, Teach them still! Let the Good Spirit show all men God's wise will. Now to the Father, Son, Spirit, Three in One, Bountiful God of our fathers, Praise be done! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING DAY: NIGHT AND SLEEP by AMY LOWELL SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: JOHN WASSON by EDGAR LEE MASTERS PRESIDENT GARFIELD by GEORGE SANTAYANA ON THE BIRTH OF A CHILD by LOUIS UNTERMEYER ILKA BLADE O' GRASS KEPS ITS AIN DRAP O' DEW by JAMES BALLANTYNE |