GRH 500 Jesus Is Our Shepherd

(1)
Jesus is our Shepherd,
Wiping ev’ry tear;
Folded in His bosom,
What have we to fear?
Only let us follow
Whither He doth lead,
To the thirsty desert,
Or the dewy mead.

(2)
Jesus is our Shepherd:
Well we know His voice,
How its gentlest whisper
Makes our heart rejoice;
Even when He chideth,
Tender is His tone:
None but He shall guide us;
We are His alone.

(3)
Jesus is our Shepherd,
For the sheep He bled;
Ev’ry Lamb is sprinkled
With the blood He shed:
Then on each He setteth
His own secret sign:
They that have My Spirit,
These, saith He, are Mine.

(4)
Jesus is our Shepherd;
With His goodness now,
And His tender mercy,
He doth us endow.
Let us sing His praises,
With a gladsome heart,
Till in heav’n we meet Him,
Never more to part.