The Good Shepherd
By Albert
Midlane
And all God’s sheep are His,
And by His power He guideth
them
To everlasting bliss.
He leadeth them, He feedeth
them;
Beneath His eye they rest;
He spareth them, He beareth
them,
And they are all so blest!
Large as the flock of Jesus
is,
His power is greater far;
And every lamb amidst the
flock
Shall know His tender care.
No eye but His could e’er
survey
A flock so large, so vast!
No heart but His could seek
and find,
And love them to the last.
No arm but His could them
defend
From dangers all around,
And lead them to the
pastures green,
Where living streams abound.