Jesus Makes My Heart Rejoice

Jesus makes my heart re­joice

I’m His sheep

and know His voice;

He’s a shep­herd

kind and gra­cious

And His pas­tures are de­li­cious;

Constant love to me He shows

Yea

my ve­ry name He knows.

Trusting His mild staff al­ways

I go in and out in peace;

He will feed me with trea­sure

Of His grace in rich­est mea­sure;

When athirst to Him I cry

Living wa­ter He’ll sup­ply.

Should not I for glad­ness leap

Led by Je­sus as His sheep?

For when these blest days are ov­er

To the arms of my dear Sav­ior

I shall be con­veyed to rest:

Amen

yea

my lot is blest.