Flock
1. Long upon the mountains, weary, Have the scatter’d flock been torn; Dark the desert paths, and dreary, Grievous trials they have borne. 2. Now the gath’ring call is sounding, Solemn in its warning voice; Union, faith and love abounding, Bid the little flock rejoice. 3. Now the light of truth they’re seeking, In its […]
1. The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied; Since He is mine, and I am His, What can I want beside? He leads me to the place Where heav’nly pasture grows, Where living waters gently pass, And full salvation flows. 2. If e’er I go astray, He doth my soul reclaim, And […]
