1 Thou, Whom my soul admires above
All earthly joy and earthly love,
Tell me, dear Shepherd, let me know,
Where doth Thy sweetest pasture grow?
2 Where is the shadow of that rock
That from the sun defends Thy flock?
Fain would I feed among Thy sheep,
Among them rest, among them sleep.
3 Why should Thy bride appear like one
That turns aside to paths unknown?
My constant feet would never rove,
Would never seek another love.
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First Line: | Thou whom my soul admires above |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1871 |
Topic: | The Christian Life: Love |