Hymns, Selected and Original ‎#627

627. Come, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep

1 Come, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep,
On this sweet day of rest;
O bless this flock, and make this fold
Enjoy a heavenly rest.

2 Welcome, and precious to my soul,
Are these sweet days of love;
But what a Sabbath shall I keep,
When I shall rest above!

3 I come, I wait, I hear, I pray,
Thy footsteps, Lord, I trace,
Here, in thine own appointed way,
I wait to see thy face.

4 These are the sweet and precious days
On which my Lord I've seen;
And oft, when feasting on his word,
In raptures I have been.

5 O if my soul, when death appears,
In this sweet frame be found:
I'd clasp my Saviour in my arms,
And leave this earthly ground.

6 I long for that delightful hour,
when from this clay undrest,
I shall be cloth'd in robes divine,
And made for ever blest.

Text Information

• First Line: Come, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep
• Meter: C. M.
• Publication Date: 1828
• Topic: Sabbath Morning; The Lord's Day: Morning

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