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.

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.