Good Shepherd of my soul, Come dwell within me; Take all I am and mold Your likeness in me. Before the cross of Christ, This is my sacrifice: A life laid down and ready to follow.
The troubled find their peace In true surrender; The prisoners their release From chains of anger. In springs of living grace I find a resting place To rise refreshed and ready to follow.
I'll walk this narrow road With Christ before me, Where thorns and thistles grow And cords ensnare me. Though doubted and denied, He never leaves my side, But lifts my head and calls me to follow.
And when my days are gone, My strength is failing, He'll carry me along Through death's unveiling. Earth's struggles overcome, Heaven's journey just begun To search Christ's depths and ever to follow.
