1 My soul, with joy attend,
While Jesus silence breaks;
No angel’s harp such music yields
As what my Shepherd speaks.
2 “I know my sheep,” he cries;
“My soul approves them well;
Vain is the treacherous world’s disguise,
And vain the rage of hell.
3 “I freely feed them now
With tokens of my love.
But richer pastures I prepare,
And sweeter streams above.
4 “Unnumbered years of bliss
I to my sheep will give;
And while my throne unshaken stands,
Shall all my chosen live.
5 “This tried almighty hand
Is raised for their defence;
Where is the power can reach them there,
Or what can force them thence?”
6 Enough, my gracious Lord,
Let faith triumphant cry;
My heart can on this promise live;
Can on this promise die.
Source: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #345
First Line: | My soul, with joy attend, While Jesus silence breaks |
Title: | The Security of Christ's Sheep |
Author: | Philip Doddridge |
Meter: | 6.6.8.6 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |
My soul, with joy attend. P. Doddridge. [The Security of Christ’s Sheep.] This is No. 97 of the D. MSS., but is undated [circa 1740]. It was published by J. Orton in his posthumous edition of Doddridge's Hymns, &c, 3755, No. 231, in 6 stanzas of 4 lines, and headed, "The Happiness and Security of Christ's Sheep, John x. 28." It was also repeated in J. D. Humphreys's edition of the same, 1839, No. 255. It is in common use in Great Britain and America.
--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology (1907)