1. My Shepherd will supply my need;
The God of love supreme;
In pastures green you make me feed,
Beside the living stream.
You bring my wand'ring spirit back,
When I forsake your ways;
And lead me for your mercy's sake,
In paths of truth and grace

2. When I walk through the shades of death,
Your presence is my stay;
One word of your supporting breath
Drives all my fears away.
Your hand, in sight of all my foes,
Does still my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
Your oil anoints my head.

3. The sure provisions of my God
Attend me all my days;
O may your house be my above,
And all my work be praise!
There would I find a settled rest,
While others go and come,
No more a stranger nor a guest;
But like a child at home.