Collection of Sacred Hymns, 1835

  • Source Note
  • Historical Introduction
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Help us, Lord to follow thee;
Then we’ll rush through what encumbers,
Over evry hindrance leap;
Not upheld by force or numbers,
Come good shepherd feed thy sheep.
 
3 Lord, in us there is no merit,
We’ve been sinners from our youth;
Guide us, Lord, by thy good Spirit,
Which shall teach us all the truth.
On thy gospel word we’ll venture,
Till in death’s cold arms we sleep,
Love our Lord, and Christ our Savior,
Oh! good Shepherd, feed thy sheep.
 
4 Come, good Lord, with courage arm us,
Persecution rages here—
Nothing, Lord, we know can harm us,
While our Shepherd is so near.
Glory, glory, be to Jesus,
At his name our hearts do leap;
He both comforts us and frees us,
The good shepherd feeds his sheep.
 
5 Hear the Prince of our salvation
Saying, “Fear not, little flock;
I, myself, am your foundation,
You are built upon this Rock:
Shun the paths of vice and folly,
Scale the mount, although it’s steep; [p. 110]
Help us, Lord to follow thee;
Then we’ll rush through what encumbers,
Over evry hindrance leap;
Not upheld by force or numbers,
Come good shepherd feed thy sheep.
 
3 Lord, in us there is no merit,
We’ve been sinners from our youth;
Guide us, Lord, by thy good Spirit,
Which shall teach us all the truth.
On thy gospel word we’ll venture,
Till in death’s cold arms we sleep,
Love our Lord, and Christ our Savior,
Oh! good Shepherd, feed thy sheep.
 
4 Come, good Lord, with courage arm us,
Persecution rages here—
Nothing, Lord, we know can harm us,
While our Shepherd is so near.
Glory, glory, be to Jesus,
At his name our hearts do leap;
He both comforts us and frees us,
The good shepherd feeds his sheep.
 
5 Hear the Prince of our salvation
Saying, “Fear not, little flock;
I, myself, am your foundation,
You are built upon this Rock:
Shun the paths of vice and folly,
Scale the mount, although it’s steep; [p. 110]
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