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An Anthology in Thirty Volumes. 1917.
Gentle Jesus, Meek and Mild
By Charles Wesley (17071788)
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Look upon a little child;
Pity my simplicity,
Suffer me to come to Thee.
Dearest God, forbid it not;
Give me, dearest God, a place
In the kingdom of thy grace.
Let me in thine arms be stayed;
Let me lean upon thy breast,—
Lull me, lull me, Lord, to rest.
Let me see thy smiling face.
Give me, Lord, thy blessing give;
Pray for me, and I shall live.
Free from sin’s uneasy strife,
Sweetly ignorant of ill,
Innocent and happy still.
What the wicked people do!
Sin is contrary to thee.
Sin is the forbidden tree.
Guard my helpless innocence;
Hide me, from all evil hide,
Self, and stubbornness, and pride.
Thou shalt my example be:
Thou art gentle, meek, and mild,
Thou wast once a little child.
Give me thy obedient heart.
Thou art pitiful and kind:
Let me have thy loving mind.
Thou art all humility.
Let me to my betters bow:
Subject to thy parents thou.
God my heavenly Father’s will;
Never his good Spirit grieve,
Only to his glory live.
Thou didst never seek thine own;
Thou thy self didst never please,
God was all thy happiness.
In Thy gracious hands I am.
Make me, Savior, what thou art,
Live thyself within my heart.
Serve thee all my happy days:
Then the world shall always see
Christ, the holy Child, in me.