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

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

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

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

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

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

not Shepherd, my Lord’s want I’ll The