I Love To Think Of Jesus, When He Was Here On Earth
Upon A Kingly Mission, Though Of Such Humble Birth;
I Love To Hear The Story Told O’er And O’er Again,
About His Death On Calvary, To Ransom Sinful Men.

Like Jesus, Like Jesus, My Loving, Precious Friend.

I Want To Live Like Jesus—Holy, And Pure, And True—
That I May Never Fail To Please Him In All I Do;
I Want To Be Kindhearted And Loving Unto All,
Be Cheerful And Contented, No Matter What Befall.

I Want To Speak Like Jesus—All Of My Words To Be
A Blessing And A Joy To All Who Converse With Me;
I Do Not Want To Murmur, Be Fretful, Or Complain,
Because Each Word Of Evil Will Leave A Sinful Stain.

I Want To Think Like Jesus, Only Of What Is Pure,
And While I Think No Evil I Shall Be Kept Secure;
If All My Words And Actions, My Heart And Thoughts, Are Right,
I Know My Life Is Pleasing Each Moment In His Sight.

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