Sacred Songs and Solos Lyrics
Hymn No.1147

First Line: In many a little village, in many a city great,

In many a little village, in many a city great,
The rich men, and the noble, and men of poor estate,
Are entering this morning the Father's
house of prayer —
And wheresoe'er they seek Him, we
know that He is there.

2 And we, His little children, are gathered
here to-day ;
Our schoolroom is the temple in which
we meet to pray : [of God —
It is the gate of heaven, it is the house
For He Himself is present, according to
His word.

3 Lord, make us really sorry as we our sins confess,
And may we feel Thee near us, to pardon and to bless :
O purify, dear Saviour, our naughty hearts to-day,
That gladly we may praise Thee, and humbly we may pray !

4 And when Thy servant speaketh the
word that Thou hast given,
May we receive it gladly — a message sent
from heaven:
And as we humbly listen, do Thou to each heart speak
A word to bring us gladness throughout
the coming week.

5 Here may we learn to please Thee in
work-time and at play —
To seek Thee and to serve Thee, to love
Thy holy day:
Thus bless our children's service, and fill us with Thy grace,
And make each heart Thy temple, Thy
earthly dwelling-place.