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The Faith of a Little Child

The Faith of a Little Child


Suffer little children, and forbid them not, to come unto me: for of such is the kingdom of heaven. Matthew 19:14 I shall say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress; my God; in Him will I trust. Psalm 91:2

We walked in the forest
Little Danny and I,
And the thunder crashed above us,
And the storm clouds hid the sky;

The lightning was wild and angry.
The wind gusts fierce and strong.
The trees bowed and shook around us
As we hurried our steps along,

I saw by the lightning flashes
That his face was frightened and white
And his eyes were wide with wonder
At the terror of the night

The owl called out in the darkness
The crows sulked away in the pine
I felt Danny’s little hand tremble
As I held it close in mine.

“Are you afraid?” I asked him,
“And are you going to cry?”
But the little fellow answered,
“I’ll never cry, not I”

He drew back his little shoulders,
Bravely did he stand,
He said, “I’m afraid of nothing
So long as you hold my hand.”

I thrilled at his childish trusting
And I thought of the path I tread;
How the spectres rise around me
And the clouds are black o’erhead

How the shadows lie so thickly
That the path I cannot see;
And I longed for a hand to hold me
As Danny held to me.

Then I thought of my Heavenly Father,
I thought of His watchful care;
That when I need Him by me
I always find Him there

And I softly said, “Dear Father
When the storms are raging wild,
Let me cling to Thy hand more closely
With the faith of a little child.”

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