The lowly Jesus gladly reigns
In trusting children’s souls
Where His sweet law of love constrains,
And grace alone controls.

The blessed light of truth divine
He doth to each impart,
And kindly poureth oil and wine
On every wounded heart.

Jesus, the Lord is full of love:
How tender all His ways!
He hears His children’s prayers above,
He loves their notes of praise.

Through life He guides them by His Word;
If, ere He come, they die,
His hand shall loose the silver cord-
To Him their spirits fly.

Yes, from the gloomy world they rise,
To Jesus borne along,
Until, above the starry skies,
They join the heavenly throng.