The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know; <br />I feed in green pastures, safe folded I rest; <br />He leadeth my soul where the still waters flow, <br />Restores me when wand’ring, redeems when oppressed. <br /> <br />Through valley and shadow of death though I stray, <br />Since Thou art my Guardian, no evil I fear; <br />Thy rod shall defend me, Thy staff be my stay; <br />No harm can befall, with my Comforter near. <br /> <br />In midst of affliction my table is spread; <br />With blessings unmeasured my cup runneth o’er; <br />With perfume and oil Thou anointest my head; <br />O what shall I ask of Thy providence more? <br /> <br />Let goodness and mercy, my bountiful God, <br />Still follow my steps till I meet Thee above; <br />I seek, by the path which my forefathers trod, <br />Through land of their sojourn, Thy Kingdom of love.<br /><br />James Montgomery<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-lord-is-my-shepherd/
