HYMN 54. Christ our Glorious Shepheard.
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Now let us to our Shepheard sing;
the Shepheard of the Sheep;
Blessed are they, O Happy Souls,
whom thou, Lord, Christ, doth keep:
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And will you then go still astray,
O see the Shepheard's come,
He's come to seek, to search and find,
and convoy you all Home.
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He looks about to see if he
can find you in his fold;
Can you forbear for to return,
how can your Love be cold?
4
Ah! he for you did shed his blood,
he for his Sheep did Die!
And will you, Souls, your dearest Lord
again now Crucifie!
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Besides, the Wolves are got abroad;
O hear your Shepheard's Voice!
O Sing unto your blessed Lord,
and in him all rejoyce:
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Thou art our Shepheard and our Guide.
our Prophet, Priest and King,
Thou art our Life, our Light our Hope,
from thee, our joys do Spring.
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Then Ravish'd with thy Sacred Love,
let us thy Glory raise;
And mount our Souls to Heaven above,
in Songs of lasting Praise;
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And hate to mind a Strangers Voice,
thy Doctrine let us hear,
That we with thee may all rejoyce,
when thou, Lord, shalt appear.
