Their souls are waiting round His feet
On high, before His mercy-seat.
While He wandered here below
Children small to Him did go,
At His feet they knelt and prayed,
On their heads His hands He laid.
Came a Spirit on them then,
Better than of mighty men,
A Spirit faithful, pure and mild,
A Spirit fit for king and child.
Oh! that Spirit give to me,
Jesu Lord, where’er I be!
1847.
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