Verse 1
Who is the idol shepherd? who
The slighted flock of Jesus leaves?
The man that steals his Saviour’s due,
And human praise with joy receives:
The charge of souls he undertakes;
But when the storms of trouble rise,
He sees the wolf, the sheep forsakes,
And basely as an hireling flies.

Verse 2
Justice divine with sharpest sword
His arm and his right eye shall smite;
(Hear this ye traitors to your Lord)
Bereave him of his power and light:
Soon as the threaten’d curse takes place,
The wretch receives his instant doom,
Wither’d is all his strength of grace,
And all his light is hellish gloom.

Verse 3
Lord, help me, that I never may
My gracious power and knowledge lose,
But meekly with thy people stay,
Their burthen bear, their praise refuse
Till clear by Thee, my faithful eye
Thy perfect will with transport sees,
And strong my arm, to force the sky,
And grasp the crown of righteousness.