THE KING OF LOVE MY SHEPHERD IS

The King of love my shepherd is,\nWhose goodness faileth never;\nI nothing lack if I am his\nAnd he is mine for ever.\n2. Where streams of living water flow\nMy ransomed soul he leadeth,\nAnd where the verdant pastures grow\nWith food celestial feedeth.\n3. Perverse and foolish oft I strayed:\nBut yet in love he sought me,\nAnd on his shoulder gently laid,\nAnd home rejoicing brought me.\n4. In death’s dark vale I fear no ill,\n1 09\nWith thee, dear Lord, beside me;\nThy rod and staff my comfort still,\nThy cross before to guide me.\n5. Thou spread’st a table in my sight;\nThy unction grace bestoweth;\nAnd O what transport of delight\nFrom thy pure chalice floweth!\n6. And so through all the length of days\nThy goodness failedth never;\nGood shepherd, may I sing thy praise\nWithin thy house for ever!