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With the Shepherd's kindest care,
While the lambs Thy bosom share:
Fold them in Thy gracious arm;
Only there, secure from harm.
Let them be the lion's prey;
Keep them all life's dangerous way:
Let them find a resting-place;
Drink the rivers of Thy grace.
BREMEN, 8, 8, :/ 8, 8.
G. NEUMARK, 1657.
117. CAPTAIN of our salvation, take Unspotted from the world and pure, The souls we here present to Thee,
Preserve them for Thy glorious cause, And fit for Thy great service make Accustom'd daily to endure These heirs of immortality ;
The welcome burden of Thy cross : And let them in Thine image rise, Inured to toil and patient pain, And then transplant to Paradise. Till all Thy perfect mind they gain.
Train up Thy hardy soldiers, Lord,
In all their Captain's steps to tread !
Thy Gospel through the world to spread,
And preach the Death by which we live!
God, and is Thy table spread,
And doth Thy cup with love o'erflow? Thither be all Thy children led,
And let them all Thy sweetness know, Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes,
Rich banquet of His flesh and blood! Thrice happy he who here partakes
That sacred stream, that heavenly food, Oh! let Thy table honour'd be,
And furnish'd well with joyful guests! And may each soul salvation see,
That here its sacred pledges tastes. Revive Thy dying churches, Lord,
Bid all our drooping graces live; And more, that energy afford,
A Saviour's blood alone can give.