O Shepherd of the Nameless Fold

O Shepherd of the nameless fold,
The bless�d Church to be,
Our hearts with love and longing turn
To find their rest in Thee;
�Thy kingdom come,� its heav�nly walls
Unseen around us rise,
And deep in loving human hearts
Its broad foundations rise.

O holy kingdom, happy fold,
The bless�d Church to be,
Our hearts in love and worship turn
To find themselves in thee!
Thy bounds are known to God alone,
For they are set above;
The length, the breadth, the height are one,
And measured by His love.