Blake Gillette Behold Your Little Ones Lyrics
Behold, Your Little Ones by Blake Gillette
Many years ago when Christ was on the earth
In the land of Bountiful He came to heal us.
And I can't forget his touch, tears of joy on His face,
As He wept for all of us, so great was our faith.
Encircled by fire, angels coming down,
A beautiful choir as we learned from the heavens.
And I won't forget the words He said to all of us,
"My joy is full. Behold, your little ones."
He gathered us around His bended knees.
One by one we felt His hands and the prints on His feet,
And I can't forget his touch, tears of joy on His face,
As He wept for all of us, so great was our faith.
Encircled by fire, angels coming down,
A beautiful choir as we learned from the heavens.
And I won't forget the words He said to all of us,
"My joy is full. Behold, your little ones."
"My joy is full. Behold, your little ones."
In the land of Bountiful He came to heal us.
And I can't forget his touch, tears of joy on His face,
As He wept for all of us, so great was our faith.
Encircled by fire, angels coming down,
A beautiful choir as we learned from the heavens.
And I won't forget the words He said to all of us,
"My joy is full. Behold, your little ones."
He gathered us around His bended knees.
One by one we felt His hands and the prints on His feet,
And I can't forget his touch, tears of joy on His face,
As He wept for all of us, so great was our faith.
Encircled by fire, angels coming down,
A beautiful choir as we learned from the heavens.
And I won't forget the words He said to all of us,
"My joy is full. Behold, your little ones."
"My joy is full. Behold, your little ones."