"And a Little Child
shall lead Them."

Isa.11:1‑9; Isa.65:17‑25

‘And a little child shall lead them,’—
O blessed, blessed time,
The song of peace will never cease,
The joyful bells will chime,
And angel choirs again will sing,
Proclaiming Jesu’s reign—
‘Glory to God on high! Goodwill!
And peace on earth again.’

‘And a little child shall lead them.’
The fierce, the proud, the strong,
Will learn to rule in heaven’s school,
Their hearts away from wrong.
And love shall be the leading theme.
The universe to sway,
And perfect teachers will control.
And guide them in the way.

‘And a little child shall lead them,’
The dread and pomp of war,
The captive’s groan, the angry tone,
The battle’s awful roar—
No more disturbs the harmony.
Of earth’s desired repose.
The wilderness and desert place
Shalt blossom as a rose.

‘And a little child shall lead them,’
The meek, the good, the kind,
Will see the birth of gladsome earth,
And sweet enjoyment find.
Then age to age will pass along
While praise will flow above
To Him who came and died for all
To prove His wondrous love.

The Call of the Bride