Green pastures for the lambs,
The tender of the flock:
No poisonous plant is there,
And there no barren rock.
There, no discordant notes
Can fall upon the ear;
And words of peace and love
The timid heart will cheer.
Green pastures, green pastures,
Dear children, for you,
The world is a desert,
Its pleasures untrue;
Green pastures, green pastures,
Oh, do not delay.
Come, children, dear children,
And enter today.
Green pastures for the lambs,
So innocent and sweet,
No foes to do them harm,
No pitfalls for their feet,
Beside the waters still,
Contented they may stray;
No chilling frost by night,
No burning heat by day.
Green pastures, green pastures,
Dear children, for you,
The world is a desert,
Its pleasures untrue;
Green pastures, green pastures,
Oh, do not delay.
Come, children, dear children,
And enter today.
Green pastures for the lambs,
The little children all;
For whom the Savior died,
To save them from the fall;
There lessons, good and wise,
On every page are found,
To fit the youthful soul,
To dwell on heav’nly ground.
Green pastures, green pastures,
Dear children, for you,
The world is a desert,
Its pleasures untrue;
Green pastures, green pastures,
Oh, do not delay.
Come, children, dear children,
And enter today.
This song is Copyright © 2026 by Robert K. Lewis. Lyrics are by Eden R. Latta and are in the Public Domain. Samplings are Copyrighted by their respective creators. The completed song is A.I. generated by MusicHero.ai and is Licensed to Robert K. Lewis. You may link to this song, but not embed or reproduce this song elsewhere on the internet.
