LITTLE WHITE GUEST

You have come to my heart, dearest Jesus

I am holding You close to my breast-

I am telling You over and over You are welcome,

O little White Guest!

I love You, I love You, sweet Jesus

O please do no think I am bold-

 Of course, You must know that I love You

But I'm sure that You like being told.

I'll whisper, "I love You, my Jesus"

And ask that we never may part-

I love You , O kind, loving Jesus

And press You still nearer my heart.

And when I shall meet You in Heaven,

My soul will lean on Your breast-

And You will recall our fond meetings

When You were my little White Guest.