Gentle stranger, fearless come,
To our quiet, happy home:
Bud of being, beauteous flower,
Sprung to birth this smiling hour,
While upon Thy form we gaze,
Grateful thoughts to heaven we raise.

Savior, from Thy heavenly throne
Smile upon this little one;
Let Thy Spirit be its guide,
Let its wants be well supplied;
Cleanse it by Thy precious blood,
Fit it for Thy high abode.

Author Unknown

Copied from my grandmother’s hymnal, Hymn Book, Methodist Episcopal Church, South: Nashville, TN, 1901, Hymn #814.

Note: The hymns in this hymnal are not titled. So when I do not know the hymn, I make up a title or simply use the first line.

Photo taken in Milton, FL, 2018

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