Hymns and Spiritual Songs, in Three Books ‎#I.LXVII

I.LXVII. Seeking the pastures of Christ the Sehpherd

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.

4 [The footsteps of thy flock I see;
Thy sweetest pastures here they be;
A wond'rous feast thy love prepares,
Bought with thy wounds, and groans, and tears.

5 His dearest flesh he makes my food,
And bids me drink his richest blood;
Here to these hills my soul will come,
Till my beloved lead me home.]

Text Information

• First Line: Thou whom my soul admires above
• Title: Seeking the pastures of Christ the Sehpherd
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793
• Scripture:
  Song of Solomon 1:7
• Notes: Public Domain.

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