1 Thanks to thy name, O Lord that we
One glorious Sabbath more behold;
Dear Shepherd, let us meet with thee
Among thy sheep in this thy fold.

2 Now, Lord, among thy tribes appear,
And let thy presence fill the throng;
Thy awful voice let sinners hear,
And bid the feeble heart be strong.

3 Gather the lambs into thine arms,
And satisfy their ev'ry want;
And those with young defend from harms,
And gently lead them lest they faint.

4 Put forth thy Shepherd's crook, and stay
Thy wan'ering sheep, and bring them back;
Oh! bring the wand'ring home to-day,
And save them for thy mercy's sake.

5 Let ev'ry soul before thee here,
Through thee the door now enter in,
Find pasture with our Saviour dear,
Sv'd from the guilt and pow'r of sin.

6 Dear tender-hearted Shepherd look,
And let our wants thy bowels move;
And kindly lead thy little flock
To the sweet pastures of thy love.

7 There sweetly feed our hungry souls,
In flow'ry fields near the sweet stream,
Where living water gently rolls
Towards the new Jerusalem.