Jesus, Shepherd of Thy sheep, in Thine arms my spirit keep

1 Jesus, Shepherd of thy sheep
Hither with thy flock we come;
All our souls in mercy keep.
Never from thy side to roam.

2 Take the lambs within thine arms,
Gently to thy bosom press'd;
From all sins and mortal harms,
In thy free salvation blessed.

3 Where the gentlest waters flow,
Thither, Lord, each wand'rer lead;
Where the greenest pastures grow,
There securely let us feed.

4 Close beside the shelt'ring rock,
When the desert wind is high.
Gather all our little flock
Till the tempest shall pass by.

5 Vain each under-shepherd's care,
Unless thou thy blessing give--
Hear, O Lord, our humble prayer,
Let us in thy favor live.

6 And when death's dark shadows fall
And the day of life shall close.
May each lamb, each shepherd, all
In thy heavenly fold repose.

Source: The Plymouth Sabbath School Collection of Hymns and Tunes #193