1 Lead them, my God, to Thee,
Lead them to thee,
These children dear of mine,
Thou gavest me;
Oh, by thy love divine,
Lead them, my God, to thee,
Lead them, my God, to thee,
Lead them to thee.

2 When earth looks bright and fair,
Festive and gay,
Let no delusive snare,
Lure them away;
But from temptation’s pow’r,
Lead them, my God, to thee,
Lead them, my God, to thee,
Lead them to thee.

3 E’en for such little ones,
Christ came a child,
And thro’ this world of sin,
Moved undefiled;
Oh, for his sake, I pray,
Lead them, my God, to thee,
Lead them, my God, to thee,
Lead them to thee.

4 Yea, tho’ my faith be dim,
I would believe
That thou this precious gift
Wilt now receive;
Oh, take their young hearts now,
Lead them, my God, to thee,
Lead them, my God, to thee,
Lead them to thee.