403. Wilt Thou not, my Shepherd true

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
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
Tune Information
Name: [Wilt thou not, my Shepherd true]
Meter: 7, 8, 7, 8, 7, 7.
Key: C Major
Source: German, 1656



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