The Lord Is My Shepherd (Montgomery)

The Lord is my Shep­herd

no want shall I know;

I feed in green pas­tures

safe fold­ed I rest;

He lead­eth my soul where the still wa­ters flow

Restores me when wan­d’ring

Redeems when op­pressed.

Through val­ley and sha­dow of death though I stray

Since Thou art my guard­ian

no ev­il I fear;

Thy rod shall de­fend me

Thy staff be my stay;

No harm can be­fall

with

My Com­fort­er near.

In midst of af­flict­ion my ta­ble is spread;

With bless­ings un­measured my cup run­neth o’er;

With per­fume and oil Thou anoint­est my head;

O what shall I ask of

Thy pro­vi­dence more?

Let good­ness and mer­cy

my boun­ti­ful God

Still fol­low my steps till I meet Thee ab­ove;

I seek

by the path which my fore­fa­thers trod

Through land of their so­journ

Thy king­dom of love.