Lord, a little band, and lowly,

We are come to sing to thee;

Thou art great, and high, and holy,

O how solemn should we be!

2 Fill our hearts with thoughts of Jesus,

And of heaven, where he is gone;

And let nothing ever please us

He would grieve to look upon.

3 For we know the Lord of glory

Always sees what children do,

And is writing now the story

Of our thoughts and actions too.

4 Let our sins be all forgiven;

Make us fear whate’er is wrong;

Lead us on our way to heaven,

There to sing a nobler song.