1 We love thee, we love thee, dear Jesus, our King,
With gladness, with gladness, we gather, to bring
Our songs and our praises to lay at thy feet,
And listen to words of instruction so sweet;
We love thee, we love thee, for who hath beside
So tenderly lived, and so lovingly died,
And called even little ones safe to his arms,
To guard them, and bless them, and shield them from harm.

2 And when he has led us thro' all the long way,
That our little feet tread in this world where we stay,
In his beautiful mansions where cometh no night,
We'll sing with His angels, and live in His sight;
Oh, Jesus, our Savior, all lowly we bow,
And pray thou wilt make us thy chosen ones now,
May our hearts and our service to thee all be given,
May we love thee on earth, and adore thee in heav'n.