Simple Vase and Material with He feedeth His flock like a Shepherd and Saviour, teach me, day by day

He feedeth His flock like a Shepherd,
Where pastures are blooming and fair;
He gathers the lambs in His bosom,
And shelters them tenderly there.

He feedeth His flock like a Shepherd,
And, when in the desert they roam,
He patiently follows their footsteps,
And leadeth them tenderly home.

He feedeth His flock like a Shepherd;
The weakest His kindness may claim;
He never will leave nor forsake them
Who trust in His excellent name.

Chorus
He feedeth His flock, His flock like a Shepherd,
And gathers the lambs, the lambs in His bosom;
He feedeth His flock, His flock like a Shepherd,
And gathers the lambs, the lambs in His bosom.
        F. J. Crosby
Saviour, teach me, day by day,
Love’s sweet lesson,-to obey;
Sweeter lesson cannot be,
Loving Him who first loved me.

With a child’s glad heart of love,
At Thy bidding may I move;
Prompt to serve and follow Thee,
Loving Him who first loved me.

Teach me thus Thy steps to trace,
Strong to follow in Thy grace;
Learning how to love from Thee,
Loving Him who first loved me.

Love in loving finds employ,
In obedience all her joy;
Ever new that joy will be,
Loving Him who first loved me.

Though a foolish child and weak,
More than this I need not seek;
Singing, till Thy face I see,
Of His love who first loved me.
     Jane E. Leeson