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Feed My Sheep

Nicholas Schliapin  •  Digital Sheet Music

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Poem by Mary Baker Eddy, and music easy to play and remember, with expressive flow of chords mostly above the melody line.

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“FEED MY SHEEP”

Words: Mary Baker Eddy
Composer: Nicholas P. Schliapin
Copyright 2009 Nicholas P. Schliapin
Published 2009 Wordlight Publishing by permission

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.

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;

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 by Mary Baker Eddy from the Christian Science Hymnal, used courtesy of The Mary Baker Eddy Collection

Copyright 2009 Nicholas P. Schliapin Published 2009 Wordlight Publishing by permission 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. 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; 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 by Mary Baker Eddy from the Christian Science Hymnal, used courtesy of The Mary Baker Eddy Collection