The God of love
my Shepherd is
Grace He doth give
me He doth feed;
O He is mine and I am His
What else I lack? What else I need?
He lays me down in pastures green
And leads me to waters of rest;
No greater satisfaction seen
Here I enjoy fellowship blest.
He brings me home
though oft I stray
Restores my soul
His will to take;
I yet may fall
He guides the way
On righteous path
for His name’s sake.
How marvelous
how could it be
To walk without evil to fear;
Your rod and staff
they comfort me:
My boast is in Your presence dear.
You’ve spread for me a table feast
To confound my adversaries;
My cup runs o’er; oil has not ceased;
My head anoint; O Lord
increase.
Your wondrous love
eternal
sweet
With me abides till all my days
And in Your house
with joy replete
I’ll ever dwell
with endless praise.