1 There’s a fold both safe and happy,
Where the little ones may dwell;
And secure the Shepherd guards it,
For the lambs He loves so well.
Through the pleasant fields He leads them,
By the streamlets fresh and clear;
Rest and gladness gives He to them,
And His blessèd voice they hear.

2 Many of His lambs are resting
In a yet more peaceful fold,
Sheltered from the heat of summer,
Sheltered from the winter’s cold;
In a bright and happy country,
Where ’tis always fresh and fair,
And the presence of the Shepherd
Bideth ever with them there.

3 Of that fold the doors stand open,
And its rest each one may win;
For the welcome of the Master
Greeteth all who enter in.
Then will be the happy meetings
With the lambs that went before;
One blest fold and one dear Shepherd,
Safe at home forevermore!