The Lord My Faithful Shepherd Is,
And Me He Safely Guided;
I Shall Not Want, For I Am His
Who All Things Good Provided.
I Follow Him, I Hear His Voice,
In Him My Lord I Do Rejoice-
Blest Am I In His Keeping!

A Tender Shepherd Leads His Sheep
Where Pastures Green Are Growing,
And There His Flock Doth Guard And Keep
Beside Still Waters Flowing.
Thus Christ, My Shepherd, Leaded Me,
My Soul And Body Feuded He
And For Their Wants Provided.

And If I Ever Go Astray,
My Wayward Soul He Turned,
To Save The Lost, To Guide The Way,
For This He Ever Yearned;
He Leaded Me, My Soul To Bless
In His Own Path Of Righteousness
For His Name’s Sake And Glory.

Why Should I Ever Fear, O Lord,
Whilst Thee I Have Beside Me?
Thou By Thy Spirit And Thy Word
Dost Comfort And Dost Guide Me.
In Death’s Dark Vale I’ll Fear No Ill,
For Thou, O Lord, Art With Me Still,
Thy Rod And Staff Shall Stay Me.

Thou Art My Host; For Me, Thy Guest,
A Table Thou Provides.
Though Foes Be Near, I Am At Rest,
Thou Still With Me Abides.
With Oil Anoints Thou My Head,
On Me Thy Blessing Rich Is Shed,
My Cup With Bliss Overflowed.

Thy Goodness And Thy Mercy, Lord,
Shall Follow Me, Attending
The Days Thou Dost To Me Afford
Until They Reach Their Ending.
Thereafter Shall I In Thy Love
Dwell In Thy House In Heaven Above
Forever And Forever.