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Apacienta mis ovejas (Feed My Sheep)

Julia Wade

Download: $2.49

Artist:
Julia Wade
Lyricist:
Mary Baker Eddy
Genre:
Classical Crossover
,
Latin
,
Sacred
,
World Music
Song Duration:
05:53

Julia Wade's Spanish CD, Alabado sea Dios, is a collection of gorgeously crafted sacred hispanic songs from around the world sung passionately in Spanish by Julia.

Lyrics

Apacienta mis Ovejas
Feed My Sheep

Texto inglés por Mary Baker Eddy
Música por Peter Link

La colina, di, Pastor,
cómo he de subir;
cómo a Tu rebaño yo
debo apacentar.
Fiel Tu voz escucharé,
para nunca errar;
y con gozo seguiré
por el duro andar.

La colina, di, Pastor,
cómo he de subir.

Lo rebelde rendirás,
lo cruel herirás;
de su sueño al mundo habrás
Tú de despertar.
Extranjero en playa hostil,
lucho con afán;
por la puerta entro al fin,
y me aceptarás.

La colina, di, Pastor
cómo he de subir.

En el triunfo o dolor,
o en la oscuridad,
guía a Tu rebaño hoy
hacia Ti, Señor.
Sana el alma y danos pan
hasta ver la luz;
blancos Tus corderos van
tras de Ti, Pastor.

ENGLISH TRANSLATION

Shepherd, show me how to go
O’er the hillside steep,
How to gather, how to sow,—
How to feed Thy sheep;
I will listen for Thy voice,
Lest my footsteps stray;
I will follow and rejoice
All the rugged way.

Shepherd, show me how to go
O’er the hillside steep.

Thou wilt bind the stubborn will,
Wound the callous breast,
Make self-righteousness be still,
Break earth’s stupid rest.
Strangers on a barren shore,
Lab’ring long and lone,
We would enter by the door,
And Thou know’st Thine own;

Shepherd, show me how to go
O’er the hillside steep.

So, when day grows dark and cold,
Tear or triumph harms,
Lead Thy lambkins to the fold,
Take them in Thine arms;
Feed the hungry, heal the heart,
Till the morning’s beam;
White as wool, ere they depart,
Shepherd, wash them clean.

Words used courtesy of The Mary Baker Eddy Collection

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