Savior, who Thy flock art feeding With the Shepherd's kindest care, All the feeble gently leading, While the lambs Thy bosom share. Now, these little ones receiving, Fold them in Thy gracious arm; There, we know, Thy Word believing, Only there secure from harm. Never, from Thy pasture roving, Let them be the lion's prey; Let Thy tenderness, so loving, Keep them through life's dang'rous way. Then within Thy fold eternal Let them find a resting place, Feed in pastures ever vernal, Drink the rivers of Thy grace.Pane, zmiluj sa I. عارفين اللي عمل شمس وقمر mlḥmẗ ạlṣlb Se ti ollaras Senhor Мы мало хвалимся крестом Иманла йюрю иманла яша Мой Отец возьми на Своё крыло lw knt mn byn ạljmwʿ Emanuel milý, Knieža veriacich Nu voia mea ci voia Ta
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