Shepherd of tender youth,
guiding in love and truth
through winding ways:
Christ, our triumphant King,
we come your name to sing;
here we our children bring
to shout your praise.
You are our holy Lord,
the all-subduing Word,
healer of strife:
you did yourself abase,
that from sin’s deep disgrace
you might now save our race,
and give us life.
You are the great High Priest,
you have prepared the feast
of heav’nly love:
while in our mortal pain,
none calls on you in vain;
help you do not disdain,
help from above.
Forever be our Guide,
our Shepherd and our pride,
our staff and song:
Jesus, O Christ of God,
by your enduring Word,
lead us where you have trod;
make our faith strong.
So now and till we die,
sound we your praises high,
and joyful sing:
infants and the glad throng
who to your church belong
unite to swell the song
to Christ our King.