1 Wilt Thou not, my Shepherd true,
Spare Thy sheep, in mercy spare me?
Wilt Thou not, as shepherds do,
In Thine arms rejoicing bear me;
Bear me where all troubles cease,
Home to folds of joy and peace?
2 With thy flock I long to be,
With the flock to whom 'tis given
Safe to feed, and, praising Thee,
Roam the happy plains of heaven:
Free from fear of sinful stain,
They can never stray again.
3 Lord! I here am sore beset,
Fears at every step confound me;
Lo! my foes have spread their net,
And with craft and might surround me;
Such their snares on every side,
Safe Thy sheep can ne'er abide.
4 See, on earth's wide desert way
How my truant steps mislead me;
Bring me back, no more to stray,
In Thine own green pastures feed me.
Gather me within the fold,
Where Thy lambs Thy light behold.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Wilt Thou not, my Shepherd true |
| Author: | J. Scheffler (1657) |
| Meter: | 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7. |
| Publication Date: | 1913 |
| Topic: | The Church Year: Third Sunday after Trinity; Jesus Christ: Our Shepherd |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |
| Tune Information | |
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| Name: | [Wilt thou not, my Shepherd true] |
| Meter: | 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7. |
| Key: | C Major |
| Source: | German, 1656 |
| Notes: | Public Domain. |