Let me enter into your kingdom
as a tender child would come,
leaning on your loving promise:
"Little ones to him belong."
Grant me humble faith to follow-
bid me not away from thee.
Help me give up all I have
Til all I have's a mustard seed.
as a tender child would come,
leaning on your loving promise:
"Little ones to him belong."
Grant me humble faith to follow-
bid me not away from thee.
Help me give up all I have
Til all I have's a mustard seed.
Move mountains now!
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