1 To praise our Shepherd’s care,
His wisdom, love, and might,
Your loudest, loftiest songs prepare,
And bid the world unite.
2 Supremely good and great,
He tends His blood-bought fold;
He stoops, though throned in highest state,
The feeblest to uphold.
3 He hears their softest plaint;
He sees them when they roam;
And if His meanest lamb should faint,
His bosom bears it home.
4 Kind Shepherd of the sheep!
A weary flock are we;
And snares and foes are nigh; but keep
The lambs who look to Thee.
5 And if through death’s dark vale
Our feet should early tread,
Oh, may we reach Thy fold, and hail
The love which us hath led!
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #10722
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