'Except ye become as little children."

Except your Father lead you,

You cannot find the way 

Among the snares and pitfalls,

The lures that lead astray; 

Except you be like children

And hold the skirts of love, 

You'll miss the narrow pathway

That leads from earth above.

No other gift of Heaven

So much as this I crave; 

No other gift so potent

To surely guide and save. 

Oh! In this world of dangers,

Of passions fierce and wild, 

Give me the perfect wisdom

Of a confiding child.

Advocate and Guardian