
1 My shepherd is the living God,
I therefore nothing need;
In pastures fair, near pleasant streams
you settle me to feed.
You bring my wandering spirit back
when I forsake your ways,
And lead me for your mercy's sake
in paths of truth and grace.
2 When I walk through the shades of death,
your presence is my stay;
A word of your supporting breath
drives all my fears away.
Your hand, in sight of all my foes,
does still my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
your oil anoints my head.
3 The sure provisions of my God
attend me all my days;
O may your house be my abode,
and all my work be praise.
There would I find a settled rest,
while others come and go -
No more a stranger or a guest,
but like a child at home.
Source: The New Century Hymnal #247
First Line: | My Shepherd is the living Lord, I therefore nothing need |
Author: | Thomas Sternhold |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |