1 The Lord my shepherd is,
I shall be well supply'd;
Since he is mine and I am his,
What can I want beside?
2 He leads me to the place,
Where heavenly pasture grows,
Where living waters gently pass,
And full salvation flows.
3 If e'er I go astray,
He doth my soul reclaim,
And guides me in his own right way,
For his most holy name.
4 While he affords his aid,
I cannot yield to fear;
Tho' I should walk thro' death's dark shade,
My shepherd's with me there.
5 Amid surrounding foes
Thou dost my table spread,
My cup with blessings overflows,
And joy exalts my head.
6 The bounties of thy love
Shall crown my following days;
Nor from thy house will I remove,
Nor cease to speak thy praise.
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First Line: | The Lord my Shepherd is |
Meter: | Short Metre |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1787 |
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Topic: | Death: courage in it; God: our shepherd; Restoring grace |