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All the fee. ble gen - tly lead - ing, While the lambs Thybo - som share;
1 SAVIOUR, who Thy flock art feeding
With the shepherd's kindest care,
While the lambs Thy bosom share;
2 Now, these little ones receiving,
Fold them in Thy gracious arm;
Only there secure from harm.
3 Never, from Thy pasture roving,
Let them be the lion's prey;
Keep them through life's dangerous way.
4 Then, within Thy fold eternal
Let them find a resting place,
Drink the rivers of Thy grace.
William A. Mühlenberg, 1826
HOLY Lord, content to fill
In lowly home the lowliest place, Thy childhood's law a mother's will,
Obedience meek Thy brighest grace;
2 Lead every child that bears Thy name
To walk in Thine own guileless way, To dread the touch of sin and shame,
And humbly, like Thyself, obey.
3 Gather Thy lambs within Thine arm,
And gently in Thy bosom bear;
And bid them rest for ever there.
4 So shall they, waiting here below,
Like Thee, their Lord, a little span,
Wm. Walsham How, 1850, 1871
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Old English melody in Easy Hymn Tunes, 1851
Fa- ther, in Thy Fa - ther's heart We know our children bave their part;
We sign them
in the three - fold dame, And by
the sprin - kled wa · ter
Thy cov - e-nant in Christ re - vealed To us and to our chil-dren sealed. A - men.
3 Fulfil Thy covenant of love,
Baptize our children from above;
Ella S. Armitage, 1887
5 ( bright the conqueror's crown,
The song of triumph sweet,
Edward H. Bickersteth, 1870
Confession of faith THE HYMN TO JOY 8. 7. 8. 7. D.
Arr. from Beethoven, 1824
Thy de- vot - ed serv - ant make me, Fill my soul with love di - vine.
A · men.
1 SAVIOUR, while my heart is tender, 2 Send me, Lord, where Thou wilt send me, D I would yield that heart to Thee;
Only do Thou guide my way; All my powers to Thee surrender,
May Thy grace through life attend me, Thine and only Thine to be.
Gladly then shall I obey. Take me now, Lord Jesus, take me, Let me do Thy will or bear it, Let my youthful heart be Thine,
I would know no will but Thine; Thy devoted servant make me,
Should'st Thou take my life or spare it, Fill my soul with love divine.
I that life to Thee resign.
Never once forgotten be;
Registered, confirmed by Thee.
To Thy service set apart;
John Burton, 1850