A.74 Just Like a Child

Just like a child who trusts his father dear
and who delights to feel his presence near,
Just like a child whose mind has not a doubt.
And whose heart is never proud.

Chorus:
Here I come, O Lord,
Here I come just like a child.
Here I come, O Lord,
Here I come just like a child.

Just like a child so weak he cannot stand,
But who holds firm and tight his mother’s hand,
Just like a child who sings in bright daylight.
Fearing not the long dark night.

Just like a child that guilty deeds oppress
With mind and heart in trouble and distress,
Who throws himself into his mother’s arms,
Sure she’ll free him from his qualms.