1 Shepherd, with Thy tenderest love,
Guide me to Thy fold above;
Let me hear Thy gentle voice;
More and more in Thee rejoice;
From Thy fullness grace receive,
Ever in Thy Spirit live.

2 Filled by Thee my cup o'erflows,
For Thy love no limit knows;
Guardian angels, ever nigh,
lead and draw my soul on high:
Constant to my latest end,
Thou my footsteps wilt attend.

3 Jesu, with Thy presence blest,
Death is life, and labor rest;
Guide me while I draw my breath;
Guard me through the gate of death,
And at last,oh, let me stand
With the sheep at Thy right hand!

Amen.