Jesus said, with tender pleading, “If ye love me, feed my lambs”; Thro’ His word He’s interceding— Feed my lambs, my precious lambs; (Chorus)—If ye love me, feed my lambs, Feed my lambs, my precious lambs— If ye love me feed my lambs. From the hedges and the highways, Bring the lambs all safely in; Seek the wanderers in the byways, Save them from the blight of sin. If ye love me, etc. Find each little son and daughter, Bring them in with tender care; Lead them to the crystal water, In the pastures green and fair:— If ye love me, etc. The Kingdom of Heaven. “Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done, in earth as in Heaven.” O, the kingdom of Heaven will come!— When His will shall be done Upon earth, as above, And victory won Through a union of love, Then, the kingdom of Heaven will come. Our Christian Endeavor Has linked, and forever, The lands of all climes Where the Savior is known. O, bright is the morning That brings us the dawning Of the day that’s to band, In one army, HIS OWN! O, the kingdom of heaven will come! When Christians, uniting, The common foe fighting Forget every difference Of doctrine and creed, And, hushing their pleading For selfish succeeding, Beg Heaven’s best gift For humanity’s need, Then the kingdom of Heaven will come. When fervent in action They trample on faction, Intolerance, arrogance, Tread them all down, And put forth endeavor, Through loving work ever, For the saving of souls With no thought of the crown, Then, the kingdom of Heaven will come. When earnest endeavor— Most powerful lever— Is thrust under sin By all Christendom’s might, Its walls will soon crumble— The structure must tumble When hotly assailed By the legions of Right, Aye, the kingdom of heaven will come. When Christians are one, Like the Father and Son, And sects of all names At one altar can kneel, In God’s love believing, For heaven achieving, This creed and this purpose Inspiring their zeal, Then the kingdom of heaven will come. Supplication. O, thou Savior, Brother, mine, God’s own love and tenderness, Sent of Him with power divine— Sent to soothe, sustain and bless:— Light of Life! Oh blessed Word, Be my help! Dear Savior come! Hear my spirit’s pleading, Lord— Pleading tho’ my lips are dumb. Groping now in sorrow’s night Guide, oh, guide me, Lord, I pray, Quicken Thou my spirit’s sight That I walk in wisdom’s way— Be Thou, Lord, a presence nigh— Thou canst still the angry sea, Thou hast known Gethsemane— O, Compassion, hear my cry!