Dear Lord,

 

Thou are my Shepherd, I will always follow Thee,

I’ve heard thy voice, I am Thy Sheep, please, every day lead me.

Lying down in pastures green, for supply I need not hunt.

Thou hast provided every need, I never shall know want.

 

Moving water causes fear; protect me lest I sink,

Beside still waters lead me, so that I may daily drink.

My soul thou often hast restored, when I have gone astray.

French mercies from Thy Throne of Grace, hast been mine every day.

 

In thy flock, among Thy sheep, my place I humbly take,

Lead me in paths of righteousness; Oh, Lord, for Thy namesake.

I fear not evil, of the shadow, in the valley I may trod.

I’ll never face death all alone, but walk through it with God.

 

Thy rod and staff much comfort bring, if they are in Thy hand.

I never doubt Thy use of them; in I know my life is planned.

When my enemies are working, toward my hurt or my defeat.

In their presence Thou preparest, the table where I eat.

 

My life is totally led by Thee, my destination sealed.

With fresh oil, Thou anointest my head, so that I am healed.

I daily raise my cup to Thee, it over-runneth all the way.

Goodness and mercy follow me, each and every day.

 

Seek me when I wander, correct me, make me whole.

For Thou Lord art my only hope, dear Shepherd of my soul.

From Thy sweet presence, I will be, absolutely never!

But in Thy house I know I’ll dwell, forever and forever.