1 To praise our Shepherd's care,
His wisdom, love, and might,
Your loudest, loftiest songs prepare,
And bid the world unite.

2 Supremely good and great,
He tends his blood-bought fold;
He stoops, though throned in highest state,
The feeblest to uphold.

3 He hears the least complaint;
He sees them when they roam;
And if his weakest lamb should faint,
His bosom bears it home.

4 Kind Shepherd of the sheep,
A weakly flock are we,
And snares and foes are nigh; but keep
The lambs who look to thee.