Gentle Jesus, Meek And Mild

Gentle Jesus, meek and mild,

Look upon a little child;

Pity my simplicity,

Suffer me to come to Thee.

Fain I would to Thee be brought,

Dearest God, forbid it not;

Give me, dearest God, a place

In the kingdom of Thy grace

Lamb of God, I look to Thee;

Thou shalt my Example be;

Thou art gentle, meek, and mild;

Thou wast once a little child.

Fain I would be as Thou art;

Give me Thine obedient heart;

Thou art pitiful and kind,

Let me have Thy loving mind.

Let me, above all, fulfill

God my heav'nly Father's will;

Never His good Spirit grieve;

Only to His glory live.

Thou didst live to God alone;

Thou didst never seek Thin own;

Thou Thyself didst never please:

God was all Thy happiness.

Loving Jesus, gentle Lamb,

In Thy gracious hands I am;

Make me, Savior, what Thou art,

Live Thyself within my heart.

I shall then show forth Thy praise,

Serve Thee all my happy days;

Then the world shall always see

Christ, the holy Child, in me.