1 My Shepherd is the Lord most high,
And all my wants shall be supplied;
In pastures green He makes me lie,
And leads by streams which gently glide.
2 He in His mercy doth restore
My soul, when sinking in distress;
For His name's sake He evermore
Leads me in paths of righteousness.
3 Yea, though I walk through death's dark vale,
Even there no evil will I fear;
Because Thy presence shall not fail,
Thy rod and staff my soul shall cheer.
4 For me a table Thou hast spread,
Prepared before the face of foes;
With oil Thou dost anoint my head;
My cup is filled and overflows.
5 Goodness and mercy shall not cease
Through all my days to follow me;
And in God's house my dwelling place
With Him forever more shall be.Source: African Methodist Episcopal Church Hymnal #203