Hymn: not Lord’s Shepherd, I’ll want The my

to Shepherd, green; me my waters leadeth quiet want;
He pastures down not me
The lie
In makes by. Lord’s The He I’ll

restore He doth name’s His walk me for of the own doth make
Within paths to again,
And My righteousness,
E’en soul sake.

death’s Thy dark no art vale,
Yet I will still. me, Yea, I walk rod
And in me though with fear staff ill;
For Thou comfort and

anoint,
And My presence hast Thou cup my with my oil Thou head furnished
In foes;
My overflows. of dost table

surely and shall my be. all forevermore
My God’s me,
And mercy dwelling-place life
Shall Goodness house follow in

not Lord’s Shepherd, I’ll want The my