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To Be Like Jesus
From Bethlehem's manger came forth a stranger, Humble and lowly, I'd be like Him; Oh! precious Savior, with kindly favor, A friend to all, I'd be like Him.
To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.
With love and meekness to those in weakness, Oh how I long to be more like Him; I'd lead the erring when danger nearing, And be to them a guide like Him.
To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.
He heard the crying of lost and dying, In mercy I would be more like Him; For each condition a kind physician, In sympathy I'd be like Him.
To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.
The soldiers bound Him, with thorns they crowned Him, Enduring all that I'd be like Him; They did deride Him and crucified Him, Submissive I'd be more like Him.
To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.
From deaths cold prison our Lord hath risen, I hope someday to just be like Him; He's gone to glory, Oh! wondrous story, That I some day shall be like Him.
To be like Jesus, To be like Jesus, I only ask to just be like Him; In life that's lowly, In heart that's holy, Oh how I long to just be like Him.