Little children, praise the Saviour,

He regards you from above;

Praise Him for his great salvation!

Praise Him for his precious love.

Sweet hosannas to the name of Jesus sing!

When He left his throne in glory,

When He lived with mortals here,

Little children sang his praises,

And it pleased his gracious ear. Sweet, &c.

When the anxious mothers round Him,

With their tender infants, press’d;

He with open arms received them,

And the little ones He bless’d. Sweet, &c.

Up in yonder spirit regions,

Angels sound the chorus high;

Twice ten thousand times ten thousand

Send his praises through the sky. Sweet, &c.

Little children, praise the Saviour;

Praise Him, your undying Friend;

Praise Him till in heaven you meet Him,

There to praise Him without end. Sweet, &c.