Suffer little children,
So kindly Jesus said,
And gently then He placed His hands
Upon each little head;
Full of tenderness and grace,
Love was beaming in His face.

Come, then, little children,
And listen to His love,
For He is still the same today,
Though now He dwells above;
Though your hearts are full of sin,
Jesus’ blood can make you clean.

Happy are the children
Who trust in Jesus’ name;
Although they cannot see His face,
He watches over them.
Safely on their Shepherd’s breast
All His little lambs may rest.