The King of love my shepherd is, Whose goodness fails me never;
I nothing lack if I am his, And he is mine forever.


Where streams of living water flow, My Savior gently leads me,
And where the verdant pastures grow, With food celestial feeds me.


Confused and foolish oft I strayed, But yet in love he sought me
And on his shoulder gently laid And home, rejoicing, brought me.


In death's dark vale I fear no ill With you, dear Lord, beside me,
Your rod and staff my comfort still, Your cross before to guide me.


You spread a table in my sight, A banquet here bestowing;
Your oil of welcome, my delight; My cup is overflowing!


And so through all the length of days Your goodness fails me never. Good Shepherd, may I sing your praise Within your house forever!


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