Thou art my Shepherd, Caring in every need, Thy loving lamb to feed, Trusting Thee still. In the green pastures low, Where living waters flow, Safe by Thy side I go, Fearing no ill. Or if my way lie Where storms are raging nigh, Nothing can terrify, I trust Thee still. How can I be afraid, While softly on my head Thy tender hand is laid? I fear no ill. Goodness and mercy Ever shall follow me, Till by Thy grace I see Thy holy hill; Lord, in that home with Thee, Joyful eternally, Folded Thy flock shall be, Safe from all ill.
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