He graciously my soul doth feed.
My Christ is mine, and I am His.
How can I lack or e’er have need?
My soul He satisfies always,
The restful water leads me by,
In fellowship and perfect peace.
To yield my heart to His control.
For His name’s sake He leadeth me
And shepherds my oft-shaken soul.
Pursuing Thee all care is stilled.
Thy rod and staff support and guide;
My way is with Thy presence filled.
I feast surrounded by my foes,
My head anointed bountifully,
My cup with blessings overflows.
Thy grace a boundless treasure store;
Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise
Within Thy house forevermore.