God of Love My Shepherd Is
Lyrics
The God of love my shepherd is, And He that doth me feed; While He is mine, and I am His, What can I want or need? He leads me to the tender grass, Where I both feed and rest; Then to the streams that
gently pass, In both I have the rest. Or if I stray, He doth convert And bring my mind in frame; And all this not for my desert, But for His holy name. Yea, in death’s shady black abode well may I walk, not
fear: For Thou art with me, Thy rod to guide me, Thy staff to bear, Thy staff to bear. Thou dost make me sit and dine, even in my enemies’ sight. My head with oil, my cup with wine runs over, over day and
night. Surely Thy sweet and wondrous love shall measure all my days; And as it never shall remove, so neither shall, so neither shall, so neither shall my praise.