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. (2)

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.

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