The Good Shepherd (Ferreira)

When the lit­tle lambs are rov­ing

Over hill­sides bleak and bare

Into pas­tures green the shep­herd

Guides them by his ten­der care;

Jesus

Shep­herd

guide our foot­steps

Thro’ the rough and rug­ged way;

Lead us into plea­sant pas­tures

May we nev­er from Thee stray.

When the lit­tle lambs are thirst­ing

For the font where grass­es grow

To the spring the shep­herd leads them

Where the spark­ling wa­ters flow;

Jesus

Shep­herd

gent­ly lead us

To the fount­ain flow­ing free

Where for all the world is giv­en

Life and love eter­nal­ly.

When the lamb has strayed and fall­en

And he hears the cry of pain

Then the shep­herd binds its bruis­es

Gives new life and strength again;

Jesus

Shep­herd

heal the bruis­es

Made by sin when­e’er we fall;

Into Thy good care and keep­ing

May we give our­selves

our all.