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Once Jesus was a child like me,
But O, so kind and true;
His ever watchful eye can see
The very things I do.
Yes, Jesus was a child like me,
But O, so pure and true;
My blessèd Savior He will be,
If I but love Him, too.
He played upon the village street,
In such a pleasant way;
And ran with glad and willing feet,
His parents to obey.
Yes, Jesus was a child like me,
But O, so pure and true;
My blessèd Savior He will be,
If I but love Him, too.
I want to be His little child,
And more like Him to grow;
And ever truthful, good and mild,
Because He loves me so.
Yes, Jesus was a child like me,
But O, so pure and true;
My blessèd Savior He will be,
If I but love Him, too.
And now to Jesus I will pray,
To pardon me from sin;
And if I serve Him every day,
His blessing I shall win.
Yes, Jesus was a child like me,
But O, so pure and true;
My blessèd Savior He will be,
If I but love Him, too.
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.) and refra
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1914
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 2:40;
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JESUS WAS A CHILD LIKE ME
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.) and refra
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1914
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