Faith of A Child
“Oh, sweet little Mary,
you put me to shame,
How often my Father
Has called me the same,
But because it was dark
I turned back in doubt.
Refusing the call,
though his arms were stretched out.”
“Oh, sweet little Mary,
you put me to shame,
How often my Father
Has called me the same,
But because it was dark
I turned back in doubt.
Refusing the call,
though his arms were stretched out.”