We'll sing of the Shepherd that died

We'll sing of the Shepherd that died, That died for the sake of the flock; His love to the utmost was tried, But firmly endured as a rock.

When blood from a victim must flow, This Shepherd, by pity, was led To stand between us and the foe, And willingly die in our stead.

Our song then for ever should be Of the Shepherd who gave Himself thus; No subject's so glorious as He, No theme's so affecting to us.

We'll sing of such subjects alone None other our tongues shall employ, Till fully His love becomes known In yonder bright regions of joy.