1 See the kind Shepherd, Jesus, stands,
With all-engaging charms;
Hark, how he calls his tender lambs,
Hark, how he calls his tender lambs,
And folds them in his arms.

2 Permit them to approach, he cried,
Nor scorn their humble name;
For 'twas to bless such souls as these,
For 'twas to bless such souls as these,
The Lord of angels came.

3 He'll lead us to the heavenly streams
Where living waters flow.
And guide us to the fruitful fields
Where trees of knowledge grow.

4 The feeblest lamb amid the flock
Shall be its Shepherd's care;
While folded in the Saviour's arms,
We're safe from every snare.