Longing after Christ

Companions of thy little flock

Published in 9 hymnals

Representative Text

1 Companions of thy little flock,
Dear Lord, we fain would be;
Our helpless hearts to thee look up,
To thee, our Shepherd flee.

2 O might we lean upon the breast,
Which love and pity fill,
And now become those lambs carest,
That in thy bosom dwell.

3 How sweet that voice, how sweet that hand
Which leads to pastures fair,
Shews Cana'n's milk and honey land,
Lot of thy flock so dear.

4 Rich grace, free grace, most sweetly call,
Directly come who will,
Just as you are; for Christ receives
Poor helpless sinners still.

5 'Tis grace each day that feeds our souls;
Grace keeps us only pure;
And O! that nothing else but grace
May rule for evermore.

6 As one in heart, let's all rejoice
The sinner's friend to praise;
The Shepherd died; Oh! 'tis his voice;
He'll us to glory raise.



Source: Divine Hymns or Spiritual Songs, for the use of religious assemblies and private Christians: being a collection #CXXXII

Text Information

First Line: Companions of thy little flock
Title: Longing after Christ
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain

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Instances

Instances (1 - 9 of 9)
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A Choice Collection of Hymns and Spiritual Songs #XCVI

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Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #131

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Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #CXXVIII

Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #d41

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Divine Hymns, or Spiritual Songs #68

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Hymns and Spiritual Songs (New ed.) #187

Hymns of Zion #d52

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