

LITTLE WHITE GUEST
You have come to my heart,
dearest Jesus,
I am holding You close to my
breast;
I'm telling You over and over,
You are welcome, Little White Guest.
I love You, I love You, my
Jesus,
O please do not think I am bold;
Of course, You must know that I love You,
But I am sure that you like to be told.
I'll whisper, "I love You, my
Jesus,"
And ask that we never may part;
I love You, O kind, loving Jesus
And press You still nearer my heart.
And when I shall meet You in
Heaven,
My soul then will lean on Your
breast;
And You will recall our fond
meetings,
When You were my Little White
Guest.
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