Had I Been a Child

Had I been a child when Jesus came

Unto the Nephites that blessed day

And showed them the wounds in His hands and His feet

And knelt with them to pray.

Then He might have held me safe in his arms;

He might have looked in my eyes and said

A word, with His blessing of kindness and love,

His hands placed upon my head.

Someday, when the Savior comes again,

Oh, how I hope that my heart will be

As pure as the hearts of the children that day

Who gathered around His knee.