The lambs in his bosom

Verse 1

See the kind Shepherd, Jesus, stands, And calls his sheep by name; Gathers the feeble in his arms, And feeds each tender lamb.

Chorus

O Saviour, dear Saviour! O joy of the blest; How I long to be thine, in bright glory to shine, And to be forever at rest.

Verse 2

He'll lead us to the heav'nly streams, Where living waters flow: And guide us to the fruitful fields, Where trees of knowledge grow.

Verse 3

When, wand'ring from the fold, we leave The straight and narrow way, Our faithful Shepherd still is near To guide us when we stray.

Verse 4

The feeblest lamb amid the flock, Shall be the Shepherd's care; While folded in our Saviour's arms, We're safe from every snare.