While My Redeemers Near

While my Redeemer’s near,
My Shepherd and my Guide,
I bid farewell to anxious fear–
My wants are all supplied.

Dear Shepherd, if I stray,
My wand’ring feet restore;
To thy fair pastures guide my way,
And let me rove no more.

All praise to thee at last,
Dear Saviour, shall be given,
When earthly trials all are past,
And earth exchanged for heaven.