Text:Psalm XXIII

147. Psalm XXIII

I. The Lord, my shepherd and my guide,
Will all my wants supply;
In safety I shall still abide
Beneath his watchful eye.

II. Amid the verdant flow'ry meads,
He makes my sweet repose;
When pain'd with thirst, he gently leads
Where living water flows.

III. If from his fold I thoughtless stray,
He leads the wand'rer home;
And shews my erring feet the way
Where dangers cannot come.

IV. Tho' hast'ning to the silent tomb,
And death's dark shades appear;
Thy presence, Lord, shall chear the gloom,
And banish ev'ry fear.

V. No evil can my soul dismay,
While I am near my God;
My comfort, my support and stay,
Thy staff and guiding rod.

VI. Thy constant bounties me surround,
Amid my envious foes;
My favour'd head with gladness crown'd,
My cup with blessings flows.

VII. Thus shall thy goodness, love and care
Attend my future days;
And I shall dwell forever near
My God, and sing his praise.

Text Information
First Line: The Lord, my shepherd and my guide
Title: Psalm XXIII
Language: English
Publication Date: 1760
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