GOD's Condescension in becoming the Shepherd of Men. Ezek. xxxiv. 31

And will the Majesty of Heav'n Accept us for his Sheep? And with a Shepherd's tender Care Such worthless Creatures keep?

And will he spread his guardian Arms Round our defenceless Head? And cause us gently to lie down In his refreshing Shade?

And will he lead our weary Souls To that delightful Scene, Where Rivers of Salvation flow Thro' Pastures ever green?

What Thanks can mortal Men repay For Favours great as Thine? Or how can Tongues of feeble Clay Proclaim such Love divine?

Eternal GOD, how mean are we! How richly gracious Thou! Our Souls, o'erwhelm'd with humble Joy, In silent Transports bow.