The Good Shepherd


How carefully the shepherds keep
Their flocks within their sight,
So Jesus watches o’er His sheep,
And guards them day and night.

The shepherd numbers twice a day
The flock beneath his care;
He knows if any go astray,
Or sick or dying are.

So Jesus reckons one by one,
And numbers all His sheep;
He knows if but a lamb is gone,
For He doth never sleep.

The flocks of men are bought with gold,
And grass is all their food;
The sheep and lambs of Jesus’ fold
Are purchased with His blood.

Each child that’s wise would wish to be
One of that happy band
Who know His voice, His mercy see,
Led by His gentle hand.