48. God our Shepherd

1 My shepherd is the living Lord;
Now shall my wants be well supply'd;
His providence and holy word
Become my safety and my guide.

2 In pastures where salvation grows
He makes me feed, he makes me rest,
There living water gently flows,
And all the food divinely blest.

3 My wandering feet his ways mistake;
But he restores my soul to peace,
And leads me, for his mercy's sake,
In the fair paths of righteousness.

4 Though I walk through the gloomy vale,
Where death and all its terrors are,
My heart and hope shall never fail,
For God, my shepherd's with me there.

5 Amidst the darkness and the deeps
Thou art my comfort, thou my stay;
Thy staff supports my feeble steps,
Thy rod directs my doubtful way.

6 The sons of earth and sons of hell
Gaze at thy goodness, and repine
To see my table spread so well
With living bread, and cheerful wine.

[7 How I rejoice, when on my head
Thy Spirit condescends to rest!
'Tis a divine anointing shed,
Like oil of gladness at a feast.

8 Surely the mercies of the Lord
Attend his houshold all their days;
There will I dwell to hear his word,
To seek his face, and sing his praise.]

Text Information
First Line: My shepherd is the living Lord
Title: God our Shepherd
Meter: Long Metre
Language: English
Publication Date: 1786
Scripture:
Topic: Death: courage in it; God: our shepherd; Restoring grace
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