Christ the good Shepherd

THou art a Shepherd, and thy Sheep
Are all most dearly bought;
Most safely thou wilt them all keep,
The lost ones shall be sought.

Into green Pastures we are led,
Most blessed Lord, by thee;
And there are we most choicely fed,
Well water'd also be.

Thy Sheep to purchase thou didst die,
What Shepherd was so good?
None never loved his Sheep so,
To buy them with his Blood.

A Fold, and a sweet resting-place
Thou dost also provide,
To shadow us from scorching heat,
And to refresh our mind.

Thy voice let's hear, and follow thee,
A Stranger's voice let's know;
And them forsake, the right way take,
Where the old Flock did go.

And to our Shepherd we will sing,
When we thy Mark can see
In us is set, from thence will spring
Joy to eternity.