1 Dear Shepherd, see thy Flock here met,
Before thy pierced Feet to bow;
To praise thy wounds, thy Blood and Sweat,
Thro' which eternal Love did flow.
2 Thou art with us where e'er we meet;
Nor wilt thou leave us, holy Lamb:
We find a Calm, a bless'd Retreat
Beneath the Cov'ring of thy Name.
3 Great Mercies thou to us hast shewn,
Since first we knew that we were thine;
Since first thou mark'd us for thy own,
With Grace and Righteousness divine.
4 Seal'd for thine own we surely are;
Thy spirit, Lord, our Witness is;
Nor can we fall from Jesus far,
For he is Love and Tenderness.
5 There's none can pluck us from his Hand,
Inclos'd by Grace on ev'ry Side;
His Oath, his Promise firmly stand,
We ever shall with him abide!
6 He never will himself deny;
Nor could he die for Man in vain:
How then shall God in Wrath destroy,
The Souls for whom the Lamb was slain.
7 The countless Price he paid for us,
Exempts us from the Iron Rod:
His Life, his Death, his Blood and Cross,
Hath reconcil'd us all to God.