Little Child The Savior Came

A little child the Savior came,
The mighty God was his name;
And angels worshiped as he lay
The seeming infant of a day.

He who, a little child, began
The life divine to show to man,
Proclaims from heav’n the message free;
“let little children come to me.”

We bring them, Lord, and with the sign
Of sprinkled water name them Thine;
Their souls with saving grace endow;
Baptize them with thy Spirit now.

O give Thine angels charge, good Lord,
Them safely in thy way to guard;
Thy blessing on their lives command,
And write their names upon thy hand.

O Thou, who by an infant’s tongue
Dost hear thy perfect glory sung,
May these, with all the heav’nly host,
Praise Father, Son, and Holy ghost.