To Thy pastures fair and large

Verse 1

To thy pastures fair and large, Heavenly Shepherd, lead thy charge, And my couch, with tenderest care, "Mid the springing grass prepare.

Verse 2

When I faint with summer's heat, Thou shalt guide my weary feet To the streams that still and slow, Through the verdant meadows flow.

Verse 3

Safe the dreary vale I trade, By the shades of death o'erspread, With thy rod and staff supplied, This my guard and that my guide.

Verse 4

Constant to my latest end, Thou my footsteps shall attend; And shalt bid thy hallowed dome Yield me an eternal home.