Loving shepherd of Thy sheep,
keep Thy lamb, in safety keep;
nothing can Thy power withstand,
none can pluck me from Thy hand.

Loving Saviour thou didst give
Thine own life that we might live;
and the hands outstretched to bless
bear the cruel nails’ impress.

I would bless Thee every day,
gladly all Thy will obey,
like Thy blessed ones above,
happy in Thy precious love.

Loving shepherd, ever near,
teach Thy lamb Thy voice to hear;
suffer not my steps to stray
from the straight and narrow way.

Where Thou leadest I would go,
walking in Thy steps below,
‘til before my Father’s throne
I shall know as I am known.

The King of love my Shepherd is,
whose goodness faileth never;
I nothing lack if I am His,
and He is mine for ever.

Where streams of living water flow
my ransomed soul he leadeth,
and where the verdant pastures grow
with food celestial feedeth.

Perverse and foolish oft I strayed;
but yet in love He sought me,
and on His shoulders gently laid,
and home rejoicing brought me.

In death’s dark vale I fear no ill
with Thee, dear Lord, beside me;
Thy rod and staff my comfort still,
Thy cross before to guide me.

Thou spread’st a table in my sight;
Thy unction grace bestoweth;
and O what transport of delight
from Thy pure chalice floweth!

And so through all the length of days
Thy goodness faileth never;
Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise
within Thy house for ever!