Randall Goodgame - Sweet Story Of Old lyrics

I think when I read that sweet story of old, When Jesus was here among men, How He called little children as lambs to His fold, I should like to have been with them then. I wish that His hands had been placed on my head, That His arms had been thrown around me. And that I might have seen His kind look when He said, "Let the little ones come unto me." Yet still to His footstool in prayer I may go, And ask for a share in His love; And if I thus earnestly seek Him below, I shall see Him and know Him above.