Seeking the Pastures of Christ the Shepherd

Verse 1

Thou, Whom my soul admires above All earthly joy and earthly love, Tell me, dear Shepherd, let me know, Where doth Thy sweetest pasture grow?

Verse 2

Where is the shadow of that rock That from the sun defends Thy flock? Fain would I feed among Thy sheep, Among them rest, among them sleep.

Verse 3

Why should Thy bride appear like one That turns aside to paths unknown? My constant feet would never rove, Would never seek another love.