The King Of Love My Shepherd

The King Of Love My Shepherd Is,
Whose Goodness Failed Never;
I Nothing Lack If I Am His,
And He Is Mine For Ever.

Where Streams Of Living Water Flow,
My Ransomed Soul He Leaded,
And Where The Verdant Pastures Grow,
With Food Celestial Feuded.

Perverse 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 Thee, Dear Lord, Beside Me;
Thy Rod And Staff My Comfort Still,
Thy Cross Before To Guide Me.

Thou Spread’s A Table In My Sight;
Thy Unction Grace Bestowed;
And O What Transport Of Delight
From Thy Pure Chalice Flowed!

And So Through All The Length Of Days
Thy Goodness Failed Never:
Good Shepherd, May I Sing Thy Praise
Within Thy House For Ever.