Hymns and Tunes 1876 64
Come, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep
1Come, dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep, On this sweet day of rest; Oh! bless the flock, and make this fold Enjoy a heavenly feast.
2Welcome and precious is my soul Are these sweet days of love; But what a Sabbath shall I keep When I shall rest above!
3Come, Lord Jesus, I long, I long, Thy footsteps, Lord, I trace; Here, in thine own appointed way, I wait to see thy face.
4Come on the wings of love and peace, On wings which my Lord I've seen, And oft, when feasting on his word, In rapture I have been.
5Oh! if my soul, when Christ appears, In the sweet frame be found, I'll sleep my Savior in mine arms, And leave this earthly ground.
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