1
The risen Christ my Shepherd is.
He graciously my soul doth feed.
My Christ is mine, and I am His.
How can I lack or e'er have need?
He graciously my soul doth feed.
My Christ is mine, and I am His.
How can I lack or e'er have need?
2
In pastures green He makes me lie.
My soul He satisfies always,
The restful water leads me by,
In fellowship and perfect peace.
My soul He satisfies always,
The restful water leads me by,
In fellowship and perfect peace.
3
I often stray; He seeketh me
To yield my heart to His control.
For His name's sake He leadeth me
And shepherds my oft-shaken soul.
To yield my heart to His control.
For His name's sake He leadeth me
And shepherds my oft-shaken soul.
4
Incredible the thought beside—
Pursuing Thee all care is stilled.
Thy rod and staff support and guide;
My way is with Thy presence filled.
Pursuing Thee all care is stilled.
Thy rod and staff support and guide;
My way is with Thy presence filled.
5
Emboldened in Thy victory,
I feast surrounded by my foes,
My head anointed bountifully,
My cup with blessings overflows.
I feast surrounded by my foes,
My head anointed bountifully,
My cup with blessings overflows.
6
Thy love the measure of my days,
Thy grace a boundless treasure store;
Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise
Within Thy house forevermore.
Thy grace a boundless treasure store;
Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise
Within Thy house forevermore.