The good Shepherd

My Savior the good Shepherd is

He’ll never leave the flock.

The One Who truly loves the sheep

Became the Lamb of God.

Despised

afflicted in my stead

He spent His soul for me.

And to the slaughter He was led

That I not thirsty be.

My Shepherd is the Lamb of God

He calls to me each day

To drink the waters flowing free

From His pierced side of grace.

Yet when I stray or choose my way

He still would search for me

And bring me home on shoulders strong.

Do I not His love see?

My Shepherd’s face is how I live

I love to look at Him.

Though He might lead through shearing trial

But still I follow Him.

Just as the Father’s presence cheered

Him through each suffering day

’Tis once I saw His tender care

That here I want to stay.

Oh

Father thank You for Your Son

He shares Your heart for us.

That gladly He would bear us to

The bosom of Your love.

No greater Shepherd could there be

That He would not lose one!

And lead us all to dwell with You.

Sweet Pasture

Living Stream.