One fold, and one shepherd. John 10:16
There is a fold whence none can stray,
And pastures ever green,
Where sultry sun, or stormy day,
Or night, is never seen.
Far up the everlasting hills,
In God’s own light, it lies;
His smile its vast dimension fills
With joy that never dies.
One narrow vale, one darksome wave,
Divides that land from this;
I have a shepherd pledged to save,
And bear me home to bliss.
Soon at His feet my soul will lie,
In life’s last struggling breath;
But I shall only seem to die,
I shall not taste of death.
Far from this guilty world, to be
Exempt from toil and strife;
To spend eternity with Thee,
My Savior, this is life!