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24 Nor these alone, but all we see Around us and above Extol thy grace and majesty, And speak thy boundless love.

 

little church with flowers is strown, The lights are gleaming bright, For Jesus from his altar-throne His blessing gives to-night. Methinks before that altar lair An infant band I see, And childlike voices fill the air Which sing these words to me:

"We are the little ones who died For Bethlehem's Infant slain; Cut down through cruel Herod's pride, That he in peace might reign. But now we sing a cherub band Before the Christ Child bright; With palm and lily in each hand, And robes of glistening white.

Then, little children, fear ye not To join our joyous strain, And sing the Lamb without a spot On Calvary's mountain slain. For though your home is on the earth, And ours in heaven above, Yet are we one by human birth, And one in Christ's dear love. 