My Shepherd sweet
Meets all my need,
In pastures green,
By quiet stream… Always.
He heals my soul,
Keeps my path whole,
All for the sake
Of His great name… Always.
Though death draw near,
I will not fear,
For You’re my guide,
Right by my side… Always.
Your staff and rod
Give strength, O God!
Provisions flow
Before my foe… Always.
Oil soaks my head.
Your blessings spread,
My cup to fill
To over spill… Always.
Your goodness and
Your mercy stand…
No matter where,
They’ll meet me there… Always.
And I’ll exist,
In You subsist,
Your secret place,
Your house of grace… Always.