I give unto them eternal life; and they shall never perish, neither shall any man pluck them out of My hand.@John 10:28

Phi­lip Dodd­ridge (1702–1751). Pub­lished post­hu­mous­ly in Hymns Found­ed on Var­i­ous Texts in the Ho­ly Scrip­tures, by Job Or­ton (Shrop­shire, Eng­land: Jo­shua Ed­dowes & John Cot­ton, 1755), num­ber 231: The hap­pi­ness and se­cur­i­ty of Christ’s sheep.

Al­bi­on, at­trib­ut­ed to Ro­bert M. Boyd in The Ken­tuc­ky Har­mo­ny, by An­an­i­as Da­vis­son (Har­ris­on­burg, Vir­gin­ia: 1816) (🔊 pdf nwc) (re­peats last line of each verse).

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Philip Doddridge (1702–1751)

My soul, with joy attend
While Jesus silence breaks;
No angel’s harp such music yields,
As what my Shepherd speaks.

I know My sheep, He cries,
‟My soul approves them well;
Vain is the treacherous 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.

‟Unnumbered 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 raised for their defense:
Where is the power 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.