EbO Shepherd divine, I know Thou art mine; Thy
Bb7search in the night was for
Ebme.
EbThis bleak world is cold, but warm is Thy fold; My
Bb7Shepherd, I follow
EbThee.
EbThy
Abbeautiful lamp shineth
Ebbright o’er my way,
EbThy
F7glorious light unto
BbThy per-
F7fect
Bb7day.
EbThro’ pastures serene, Thro’ valleys of green, My
Bb7Shepherd, I follow
EbThee.