1 We can tell the sweet old story,
We can sing of Christ’s dear love,
How he came to little children,
From his shining home above.

Refrain:
We can tell, tell the story,
We can sing of his love,
How the King, King of glory,
Came from heav’n, from heav’n above.

2 Tho’ we are but little children,
We can sing and we can pray,
We can love the blessed Jesus,
Walk beside him ev’ry day. [Refrain]

3 Jesus says the fragrant lilies
“Toil not, neither do they spin,”
But they live in his dear presence,
Giving all they have to him. [Refrain]