Though I Am But A Little Child Varney

Tho’ I am but a little child,
The blessed Savior, meek and mild,
From His bright home beyond the skies,
Looks down on me with loving eyes.

He hears me when I say my prayer,
And watches me with kindest care,
He knows when I a wrong act do,
It grieves Him, and it grieves me, too.

Then all my life I’ll give to Him,
And try to shun the road to sin,
And with His aid I’m sure to gain
That world so free from care and pain.

Then, Savior, be with me thro’ life,
And aid me in the world’s fierce strife;
Oh, guide my youthful steps aright,
To that fair home forever bright.