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| Chief Shepherd of Thy chosen sheep, from death and sin set free; may ev'ry undershepherd keep his eye, intent on Thee! | | With plenteous grace their hearts prepare, to execute Thy will; compassion, patience, love and care, and faithfulness and skill. | | Enflame their minds with holy zeal their flocks to feed and teach; and let them live, and let them feel the sacred truths they preach. | | Oh, never let the sheep complain that toys, which fools amuse; ambition, pleasure, praise or gain, debase the shepherd's views. | | He, that for these, forbears to feed the souls whom Jesus loves; whate'er he may process, or plead, an idolshepherd proves. | | The sword of God shall break his arm, a blast shall blind his eye; his word shall have no pow'r to warm, his gifts shall all grow dry. | | O Lord, avert this heavy woe, let all Thy shepherds say! and grace, and strength, on each bestow, to labour while 'tis day. |
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