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|Source:||W. Walker's Southern Harmony, 1835; Freeman Lewis's Beauties of Harmony, 1828|
My Shepherd, you supply my need,
most holy is your name;
in pastures fresh you make me feed,
beside the living stream.
You bring my wand'ring spirit back.
when I forsake your ways;
you lead me, for your mercy's sake,
in paths of truth and grace.