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.أنا بارفع قلبي إليك Muchos andan por la vida Ako sa predivne premenil Yes He Can Aq peıildi Iem meniń King of kings, Lord of lords THLAICI VORH U Это не я rqẗ qlbk THE GATE AJAR FOR ME
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