414. Tender Shepherd, thou hast stilled
7.8.7.8.7.7
Meinhold:
Lüneburg, 1686
German; Johann W. Meinhold, 1835;
Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1868
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Tender Shepherd, thou hast stilled
Now thy little lamb's brief weeping:
Ah, how peaceful, pale, and mild
In its narrow bed 'tis sleeping!
And no sign of anguish sore
Heaves that little bosom more.
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In this world of care and pain,
Lord, thou wouldst no longer leave it;
To the sunny heavenly plain
Thou dost now with joy receive it;
Clothed in robes of spotless white,
Now it dwells with thee in light.
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Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we
Where it lives may soon be living,
And the lovely pastures see
That its heavenly food are giving;
Then the gain of death we prove,
Though thou take what most we love.
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