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THE LITTLE SHEPHERDESS.
Sweet innocent, whose rambling feet
Have left the bleating fold
To seek thy guardian's gentle breast,—
Whose love has made thee bold,—
Teach me, with humble, simple trust,
In Jesus to confide,
Who as my watchful Shepherd lives,
Who for my cleansing died.
Have left the bleating fold
To seek thy guardian's gentle breast,—
Whose love has made thee bold,—
Teach me, with humble, simple trust,
In Jesus to confide,
Who as my watchful Shepherd lives,
Who for my cleansing died.
Sweet shepherd child, devoid of care
And locked in slumber deep,
Not asking, Is there danger near?
Or who thy flock will keep.
Securely sleep on earth's green breast,—
Thyself a sparkling gem.
The heavenly Shepherd never sleeps;
God guards both thee and them.
And locked in slumber deep,
Not asking, Is there danger near?
Or who thy flock will keep.
Securely sleep on earth's green breast,—
Thyself a sparkling gem.
The heavenly Shepherd never sleeps;
God guards both thee and them.
'Tis not an earthly Shepherd's care
That saves from death and harm;
My human weakness needs to lean
On the almighty arm;
In every peril life shall bring,
Whate'er my wants may be,
Teach me to flee, in grateful trust,
Shepherd Divine, to thee.
That saves from death and harm;
My human weakness needs to lean
On the almighty arm;
In every peril life shall bring,
Whate'er my wants may be,
Teach me to flee, in grateful trust,
Shepherd Divine, to thee.
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