1. The King of love my shepherd is,

whose goodness faileth never;

I nothing lack if I am his,

and he is mine forever.

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;

thy unction grace bestoweth;

and oh, 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.