See Israel’s Gentle Shepherd Stand
With All-Engaging Charms:
Hark How He Calls The Tender Lambs,
And Folds Them In His Arms!
“Permit Them To Approach,” He Cries,
“Nor Scorn Their Humble Name:
For ‘Twas To Bless Such Souls As These,
The Lord Of Angels Came.”
We Bring Them, Lord, In Thankful Hands,
And Yield Them Up To Thee:
Joyful That We Ourselves Are Thine,
Thine Let Our Offspring Be.
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