The Lord Is My Shepherd

I.
The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know;
I feed in green pastures, safe-folded I rest;
He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow,
Restores me when wandering, redeems when oppressed;
Restores me when wandering, redeems when oppressed.

II.
Thro’ the valley and shadow of death though I stray,
Since Thou art my Guardian, no evil I fear;
Thy rod shall defend me, Thy staff be my stay;
No harm can befall, with my Comforter near;
No harm can befall, with my Comforter near.

III.
In the midst of affliction my table is spread;
With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o’er;
With perfume and oil Thou annointest my head;
O what shall I ask of Thy providence more?
O what shall I ask of Thy providence more?

IV.
Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God,
Still follow my steps till I meet Thee above;
I seek by the path which my fore-fathers trod,
Thro’ the land of their sojourn, Thy kingdom of love;
Thro’ the land of their sojourn, Thy kingdom of love.