Little King, so fair and sweet

School Hymn
S.N.D.
From a Slovak Hymnal
Arr. by N. A. M.

Unison

1.
Little King, so fair and sweet,
See us gathered at Thy feet:
Be Thou Monarch of our school,
It shall prosper 'neath Thy rule.
We will be Thy subjects true,
Brave to suffer, brave to do;
All our hearts to Thee we bring,
Take them, keep them, little King.

2.
Raise Thy little hand to bless
All our childhood's happiness;
Bless our sorrow and our pain,
That each cross may be our gain.
Be Thine own sweet childhood, Lord,
Sanctify each though and word,
Set Thy seal on ev'ry thing
Which we do, O little King.

3.
Be our Teacher when we learn,
All the hard to easy turn;
Be our Playmate when we play,
So we shall indeed be gay.
Keep us happy, keep us pure,
While our childhood shall endure,
All its days to Thee we bring,
Bless them guard them, little King.

4.
And when holidays have come,
Call Thy children to Thy home,
In that gentle voice of Thine,
Which we know, sweet Child divine.
At the gate, oh, meet us thus,
As we loved Thee -- Child like us;
Stretch Thine hands in welcoming
To Thine own, O little King.

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