A CHILD'S PRAYER IN VERSE TO THE INFANT OF PRAGUE

Little King so fair and sweet,
See us gathered round Thy feet...
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.

Raise Thy little hand to bless
All our childhood's happiness.
Bless our sorrow and our pain
that each cross may be our gain.
By Thine own sweet childhood,
Lord, sanctify each thought and word,
Set Thy seal on everything
 Which we do, O Little King.

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