Jesus, our wonderful Shepherd
Brought us right out of the fold
Into His pasture so plenteous,
Into His riches untold.
Brought us right out of the fold
Into His pasture so plenteous,
Into His riches untold.
In the divisions He sought us,
Weary and famished for food;
Into the good land He brought us,
Oh, to our spirit how good!
Weary and famished for food;
Into the good land He brought us,
Oh, to our spirit how good!
Jesus Himself is our pasture,
He is the food that we eat;
We as His sheep are fed richly
Each time, whenever we meet.
He is the food that we eat;
We as His sheep are fed richly
Each time, whenever we meet.
Dwell we here on a high mountain,
Wet with the morning-fresh dew,
Slaking our thirst at the fountain,
Water so living and new.
Wet with the morning-fresh dew,
Slaking our thirst at the fountain,
Water so living and new.
Christ is our rest and enjoyment,
Here we have nothing to fear;
Here all the sheep dwell securely,
Kept by His presence so dear.
Here we have nothing to fear;
Here all the sheep dwell securely,
Kept by His presence so dear.