2. Tender Shepherd, never leave them From Thy fold to go astray; By Thy warning love directed, May they walk the narrow way! Thus direct them, thus defend them, Lest they fall an easy prey. 3. Cleanse their hearts from sinful folly In the stream Thy love supplied, Mingled stream of blood and water Flowing from Thy wounded side; And to heavenly pastures lead them, Where Thine own still waters glide. 4. Let Thy holy Word instruct them; Fill their minds with heavenly light; Let Thy powerful grace constrain them To approve whate’er is right; Let them feel Thy yoke is easy, Let them prove Thy burden light. 5. Taught to lisp Thy holy praises Which on earth Thy children sing, Both with lips and hearts, unfeignèd, Glad thank-offerings may they bring; Then with all the saints in glory Join to praise their Lord and King. Jane E. Leeson, 1857. 448 6, 6, 4, 6, 6, 6, 4 Shepherd of tender youth, Guiding in love and truth Through devious ways; Christ, our triumphant King, We come Thy name to sing And here our children bring To join Thy praise. 2. Thou art our holy Lord, O all-subduing Word, Healer of strife. Thou didst Thyself abase That from sin’s deep disgrace Thou mightest save our race And give us life. 3. Thou art the great High Priest; Thou hast prepared the feast Of holy love; And in our mortal pain None calls on Thee in vain; Help Thou dost not disdain, Help from above. 4. Ever be near our side, Our Shepherd and our Guide, Our Staff and Song; Jesus, Thou Christ of God, By Thine enduring Word Lead us where Thou hast trod, Make our faith strong. 5. So now, and till we die, Sound we Thy praises high And joyful sing; Let all the holy throng Who to Thy Church belong Unite and swell the song To Christ, our King! Clement of Alexandria, 211; H. M. Dexter, tr., 1846. 449 8, 7, 8, 7 Savior, who Thy flock art feeding With the Shepherd’s kindest care, All the feeble gently leading, While the lambs Thy bosom share,— 2. Now, these little ones receiving, Fold them in Thy gracious arm; There, we know, Thy Word believing, Only there secure from harm. 3. Never, from Thy pasture roving, Let them be the Lion’s prey; Let Thy tenderness, so loving, Keep them through life’s dangerous way. 4. Then within Thy fold eternal Let them find a resting-place, Feed in pastures ever vernal, Drink the rivers of Thy grace. W. A. Muehlenberg, 1826. CHURCH.