Verse 1
Thou shepherd of Israel, and mine,
The joy and desire of my heart,
For closer communion I pine,
I long to reside where thou art;
The pasture I languish to find
Where all who their shepherd obey,
Are fed, on thy bosom reclin’d,
Are skreen’d from the heat of the day.
Verse 2
Ah, shew me that happiest place,
That place of thy people’s abode,
Where saints in an extasy gaze,
And hang on a crucified God:
Thy love for a sinner declare,
Thy passion and death on the tree,
My spirit to Calvary bear,
To suffer, and triumph, with thee.
Verse 3
’Tis there with the lambs of thy flock,
There only I covet to rest,
To lie at the foot of the Rock,
Or rise to be hid in thy breast;
’Tis there I would always abide,
And never a moment depart,
Conceal’d in the clift of thy side,
Eternally held in thy heart.