As Promessas do Bom Pastor

I will walk through the meadows, seeking
Sheep without a shepherd
I will bring them tenderly
Back, without hunger or fear!
On my shoulders, wounded sheep
Without pain will be able to rest
I will restore their fields
I will give peace again

I am King, I am the Good Shepherd!
Come to the banquet I have prepared for you
And you will never hunger!
To whom shall we go, O Lord?
Only you have words of life
And give yourself as a meal

Bad shepherds who lose sheep
Far from me I will have them
In other safe pastures
Faithful shepherds I will call
A new kingdom I will make of my people
A flock without oppression
All will be led
To life by my hands!

I am the secure gate of the fold
I will make the flock happy
From all evil and injustice
I will defend the sheep
Mercenaries who flee far away
Leaving the flock in the lurch
Will have no part with me
In the kingdom that comes from heaven

If a sheep leaves my field
And follows another path
I will leave the flock safe
And go in search of the unhappy one
Bringing it will bring joy
And the angels of heaven will sing
It will be the feast of return
The flock will rejoice

I know the sheep I have
And the whole flock, my voice
If I call, then, by name
The sheep will hear quickly
I will seek the distant lambs
Who will have strength and love in me
I will make only one flock
And I myself will be the shepherd