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Enos E. Dowling Hymnal Collection

Hymn: Let thy kingdom blessed Saviour (FL)

Hymnal: A Selection of Christian Hymns

Date: 1818

Compiler: Rice Haggard

Publisher/Printer: John Norvell

First Line: Let thy kingdom blessed Saviour

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Hymn Number: 330

Page Number: 314, click to see hymnal pages

Lyics

Let thy kindgom, blessed Saviour,

Come and bid our jarring cease;

Come, O come, and reign forever,

God of love and Prince of Peace:

Visit now poor bleeding Zion,

Hear thy people mourn and weep,

Day and night the lambs are crying,

Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep.



Many follow men's inventions,

And submit to human laws,

Hence divisions, and contentions,

Sully the Redeemer's cause:

Hence we suffer persecution,

While the foolish virgin's sleep;

What an uproar and confusion,

Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep.



Some of Paul, some of Apollos,

Some of Cephas, few agree;

Jesus, let us hear thee call us,

Help us, Lord, to follow thee:

Then we'll rush thro' what incumbers,

Over every hindrance leap,

Unappalled by force or numbers,

Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep.



Lord, in us there is no merit,

We've been sinners from our youth;

Guide us, Lord, by thy good Spirit,

Which shall teach us all the truth

On thy gospel word we'll venture,

Till in death's cold arms we sleep;

Love our Lord and Christ our Saviour,

Come, good Shepherd, feed thy sheep.



Come, good Lord, with courage arm us,

Persecution rages here!

Nothing, Lord, we know can harm us,

While our Shepherd is so near:

Glory, glory be to Jesus,

At his name our hearts to leap,

He both comforts us and frees us,

The good Shepherd feeds his sheep.



Hear the Prince of our salvation

Saying, "Fear not, little flock,

I myself am your foundation,

You are built upon this rock;

Shun the paths of vice and folly,

Or you'll sink into the deep,

Look to me, and be ye holy,

I delight to feed my sheep."



Christ alone our souls rely on,

Taught by him, we own his name,

Sweetest of all names is Jesus,

How it doth our souls inflame.

Glory, glory, glory, glory,

Give him glory--he will keep,

He will clear our way before us,

The good Shepherd feeds his sheep.