1 The King of love my Shepherd is,
whose goodness faileth never;
I nothing lack if I am his
and he is mine for ever.
2 Where streams of living water flow
my ransomed soul he leadeth,
and, where the verdant pastures grow,
with food celestial feedeth.
3 Perverse and foolish oft I strayed,
but yet in love he sought me,
and on his shoulder gently laid,
and home, rejoicing, brought me.
4 In death's dark vale I fear no ill
with thee, dear Lord, beside me;
thy rod and staff my comfort still,
thy cross before to guide me.
5 Thou spread'st a table in my sight;
thine unction grace bestoweth;
and O what transport of delight
from thy pure chalice floweth.
6 and so through all the length of days
thy goodness faileth never;
Good Shepherd, may I sing thy praise
within thy house for ever.
|First Line:||The King of love my Shepherd is|
|Title:||The King of Love My Shepherd Is|
|Author:||Henry Williams Baker (1868)|
|Topic:||Jesus Christ: His Love and Grace; Family Worship; God: Faithfulness of(1 more...)|