English poem
The Happiness and Security of CHRIST'S Sheep. John x. 28
by Philip Doddridge (1773–1832)
My Soul, with Joy attend While Jesus Silence breaks; No Angel's Harp such Musick yields, As what my Shepherd speaks.
"I know my Sheep, (he cries) "My Soul approves them well: "Vain is the treach'rous World's Disguise, "And vain the Rage of Hell.
"I freely feed them now "With Tokens of my Love, "But richer Pastures I prepare, "And sweeter Streams above.
"Unnumber'd Years of Bliss "I to my Sheep will give; "And, while my Throne unshaken stands, "Shall all my Chosen live.
"This tried almighty Hand "Is rais'd for their Defence: "Where is the Pow'r shall reach them there? "Or what shall force them thence"?
Enough, my Gracious Lord, Let Faith triumphant cry; My Heart can on this Promise live, Can on this Promise die.
More by Philip Doddridge
- The grand Scheme of the Gospel. Ephes. i. 9, 10, 11
- The great Journey. Job xvi. 22
- The Greatness and Majesty of GOD, and the Meanness of the Creatures. Isaiah xl. 15, 16, 17
- The Hand of the LORD upon the Cattle. Exodus ix. 3
- The Happiness of departing, and being with CHRIST. Phil. i. 23
- The Happiness of GOD'S Israel. Deut, xxxiii. 29
- The Heart purified to Love unfeigned by the Spirit. 1 Peter i. 22
- The heavenly Inheritance made known by the Spirit. Eph. i. 18