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1 I’m a lamb of Jesus’ flock;
Untold blessings are my lot;
For my Shepherd gives protection;
Showers on me His affection;
And with peace and gentle love,
Calls to me from heav’n above.
2 Safe beneath His staff, I go
On my journey, to and fro,
Into pastures sweet and verdant,
Finding joys and food abundant;
And my thirst to quench, He knows
Where the sweetest fountain flows.
3 Shall I not then happy be?
Jesus loves me tenderly.
When my earthly days are ending,
With the angel host ascending,
In my Saviour’s arms I’ll be
Blest in all eternity!
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| First Line: | I’m a lamb of Jesus’ flock |
| Publication Date: | 2003 |