1 Come, faithful Shepherd, bind me
With cords of love to thee,
and evermore remind me
that thou hast died for me;
O may the Holy spirit
set this before my eyes,
that I thy death and merit
above all else may prize.

2 Thou, Lord, wilt not forsake me,
though I am oft to blame;
as thy reward, O take me
anew, just as I am;
grant me henceforth, dear Savior,
through all my pilgrim years
to look to thee and never
give way to anxious fears.

3 Am I of my salvation
assured through thy great love?
May I on each occasion
to thee more faithful prove.
Hast thou my sins forgiven?
Then, leaving things behind,
may I press on to heaven
and bear the prize in mind.