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PHILIP P. BLISS, (1838-1876) 1875.
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1. Ten-der-ly the Shep-herd, O'er the mountains cold,
TENDERLY THE SHEPHERD.
lost one Back to the fold. dark-ness Her treas-ure rare. liv-eth- Once lost is found."
Philip P. Bliss, by per., (1838-1876) 1875.
Lost one, 'tis Jesus Seek -ing to save.
Seek-ing to save, seeking to save,
Goes to bring his In the dust and “He once dead now
Used by per, of The John Church Co., owners of copyright,
Seek-ing to save,
seek-ing to save, Lost one, 'tis Jesus Seeking to save.
REV. HUGH STOWELL, (1799-1865) 1849.
How the gentlest
1. Jesus is our Shep-herd, Well we know His voice;
whis-per, Makes our hearts re-joice!
JESUS IS OUR SHEPHERD.
E-ven when He chideth, Ten-der
None can do us harm; When we tread death's valley, Dark with fearful
FAITHFUL SHEPHERD, FEED ME.
We are His a - lone.
Shep-herd, feed me
J. I. Tucker.
WAS THERE EVER KINDEST SHEPHERD? "Althrop." 8s. & 78. D. REV. FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER, (1814—1863) 1854.
1. Was there ever kind-est shepherd
As the Savior who would have us Come and gath-er round His feet? There's a kind-ness in His justice, Which is more than lib-er- ty. And the heart of the Eternal Is most won-der- ful- ly kind. There is joy for all the mem-bers In the sorrows of the Head.
It is God; His love looks mighty,
George Lomas, (1834-1884)
Half so gentle, half so sweet Like the wide-ness of the sea; Than the measure of man's mind, In the blood that has been shed;
But is mightier than it seems;
'Tis our Fa-ther; and His fond-ness Goes far out be-yond our dreams.
REV. HORATIUS BONAR, (1808-1889) 1844.
I WAS A WANDERING SHEEP.
I did not love the fold;
1. I was a wandering sheep;
Alfred J. Caldicott, (1842
did not love my Shepherd's voice; I would not be con-trolled.
a wayward child; found me nigh to death, He that sought the lost,
I did not love my home; I Fam-ished and faint and lone; They That found the wan-dering sheep, 'Twas
did not love my Father's voice; I loved a far to roam. bound me with the bands of love; They saved the wandering one. He that brought me to the fold, 'Tis He that still doth keep. A