The infant children Christ received, Oh, praise His precious name; He took them up into His arms, He blessed each babe that came. Jesus will bless the little ones, Jesus will bless the little ones, Jesus will bless the little ones, Oh, praise His precious name. An awful warning Jesus gave, To those who would offend; Let none despise these little ones, God cares for all of them. Go, gather in these little ones From off the field of sin: The harvest great, the laborers few, Then bring, oh, bring them in.