1 Tell me, whom my soul doth love,
Where Thy flock are feeding;
Where the pastures which they rove—
Thou their footsteps leading?
2 Tell me, sheltered from the heat,
Where at noon they rest them;
Where at night their safe retreat—
Fold, where none molest them?
3 Strong is Thy protecting arm;
Richly Thou providest;
Feeding, resting—kept from harm—
Blest the flock Thou guidest.
4 Noon and night be my defence;
Let no foe ensnare me;
Bring me to the Shepherd’s tents—
In Thy bosom bear me.
Source: Gems of Song: for the Sunday School #105