1 Happy soul, that free from harms,
Rests within his Shepherd’s arms!
Who his quiet shall molest?
Who shall violate his rest?
Jesus doth his spirit bear;
Jesus takes his ev'ry care;
He who found the wand'ring sheep,
Jesus still delights to keep.
2 O that I might so believe,
Stedfastly to Jesus cleave;
On his holy love rely,
Smile at the destroyer nigh;
Free from sin and servile fear,
Have my Jesus ever near;
All his care rejoice to prove,
All his paradise of love.
3 Jesus, seek thy wand'ring sheep,
Bring me back, and lead, and keep;
Take on Thee my ev'ry care;
Bear me on thy bosom bear.
Let me know my Shepherd’s voice,
More and more in thee rejoice;
More and more of thee receive,
Ever in thy spirit live:
4 Live, till all thy life I know,
Perfect through my Lord, below;
Gladly then from earth remove,
Gather'd to the fold above;
O that I at last may stand
With the sheep at thy right-hand;
Take the crown so freely giv'n;
Enter in by thee to heav'n.
Source: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious: collected from various authors #XXXIX