391- Shepherd Divine
Shepherd divine, Thou leadest me
Where the still waters gently flow;
In pastures fair Thou feedest me;
I trust Thy love, no want I know.
In danger's hour Thou hidest me,
Safe from the foe of Thy dear flock;
At sultry noon Thou guidest me,
To rest beside the cooling rock.
When chilling dews of evening fall,
Then to the fold Thou bidst me come;
Gladly I hasten at Thy call;
Sweet is the voice that calls me home.